Depression, Cutting, And Suicide Poems.

self-conscious

When I look in the mirror,
I don't like what I see.

I get self-conscious and depressed,
Wishing I would loose more weight.

I stopped eating,
hoping to be prettier.

I started purging,
trying to make myself skinnier.

The face that looks back at me,
isn't what I want to see.

So I stop eating,
not caring about the pains.

I just want to be prettier and skinnier.

But self-conscious is what I'll always be.