Do you think
your mirror cries
When you stare at it
with such hate in your eyes?
Do you think your food
feels useless
When you push it away
recklessly ruthless
Do you think
your clothes hate themselves
After you hate them
on your self?
Do you think your skin
wants to shed
After
they have bleed
Do you think your wrists
feel the pain
Once
they have been slain
Do you think?
