I don't know what to write anymore
My muse is gone
My love is gone
He said he will call but I know that's not true
I don't know what to write anymore
I don't know what to sing anymore
I know I am only a teenager but I still crave my childhood
I want my naive self back
I want to play with my frivolous dolls again
I want my naive self back
All magnanimous friendships were gone
Now I only had myself again
Again
It feels like I'm in solitary confinement
Like I murdered someone
Well I did killed myself
Slowly and slowly .
I don't believe in god or spiritual divine
But isn't god supposed to be kind .
Sometimes I think why it's always the reserved ,secretive and quiet
Why it's always us
Why it's always our cluster ..
I really don't know what to write anymore .
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anorexia nervosa
Non-FictionHi this is story /some feelings I have been feeling suffering from an eating disorder It's basically just journal /thoughts that I am feeling I'm so sorry if u can relate Pls read at ur own risk.
