TW: self harm and eating disorders
How many more times do I need to slice myself open for your validation?
How many more meals do I need to skip in order for you to show me love?
Your eyes never lock upon me until you think I'm on the verge of death.
The times I'd scream your name crying about the pain I was in for not eating for weeks, you'd just ignore me, claiming it was for attention.
Maybe it was for attention,
The attention of my own mother.
