I never thought I'd harm,
but now there's scars all down my arm.
I never thought I'd purge,
but now I can't resist the urge.
I always thought my weight was right,
now I cry when I eat every night.
I'd never thought I'd do these things,
it's stuff depression always brings.
I always used to play all day,
now I only hide away.
I had my friends and I didn't care,
when they'd call me names and pull my
hair.
I used to have a fear of knives,
now I've lost too many lives.
With all these things that I have tried,
you're still lucky I haven't died.
(m.s)
