Anorexia

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I was always happy,

Never had a care.

Then you came with your words

Making me feel bare.

You call my fat

But I didn't feel that way,

But if it's you,

I guess I should believe what you say.

Anorexia pulling me close

Bones through skin

Started out big

Ended up thin.

I see my ribs and hips

But maybe it's not enough,

All the dips

Make me feel better.

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