Ever feel like your body isn't yours , like you wanna bath in acids, like you wanna melt the skin off till there's nothing but bones and an aching soul, like you'd trade your body for another chance to to go out in the sun with nothing but a dress or underwear because I know am not the only one who scratches and scrubs and scrubs till there's blood, I know am not the only one who tried to drown their emotions in a see of tears, water and soap. I know am not the only one who can't handle this body, this skin, this wight on his shoulders anymore. And all I ask is acceptance.
