♢ Do you know what it feels like?
To be trapped inside your head with your thoughts,
Not wanting to exist for another second?
To wants to drag a blade against your skin,
Just to make sure you can still feel?
To have restless nights?
To inside be falling apart but outside be that rainbow everyone expects you to be?
Do you know what it feels like to be a disappointment to everyone you meet?
Or to have to watch what you eat so you don't feel fat?
Do you ever just not eat because you're scared of what it will do to you?
Afraid it might stop you from dying?
Do you ever look in the mirror and feel disgusted
Because you're not skinny enough
Or perfect enough
You don't fit in
You aren't like "the other girls"
You don't do you?
But I do.
And it's killing me.♢
