You say I'm sick, yes I know
You say it like it's a crushing blow
You think I don't see
What I do isn't right?
You think I don't know
I've lost my light?
"You have real problems"
You say, "beware"
Look at me bleeding out
Do I look like I care?
You say "I won't let you do this"
Ha! Try to stop me!
It's too late now
Ana has caught me
I don't like it now
But soon you will see
The walking skeleton
I'm supposed to be
I know I'm not normal
And I'm sorry I lie
But I'll stop at my goal weight
The weight when I die
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The dark abyss that is my mind: part one
PoetryDo you know that feeling? Nothing matters, nobody cares, life has no meaning. That feeling that you want to just give up? That all you do is use up space and annoy people? That everybody is better off without you? That's me everyday. Every single da...
