No please not again
I worked so hard
Relapse...
Just for all the progress to be washed away in a second
I worked too hard I can't give up
Relapse...
The scissors are getting closer
I'm trying not to fail
Relapse...
My breathing quickens
It feels like there is only one right answer
Relapse...

I feel the urge to cut as I am sitting here in my room
I'm wonder will this ever end
Seconds feel like minutes
I am forcing myself to not get up and grab scissors
I don't want to ask for help because I am embarrassed
I snap my hair tie
1...
2...
3...
Will this feeling ever End?
I want to give in so bad
Still crying on my floor
Wondering where everything went wrong
I physically force myself to stay on the ground
But the urge is getting to strong
And I want to give in....

Looking in the mirror
Wishing everything would disappear
Everything I hate
But there is no changing fate
I hate the way I look
I can't find the answer why in a text book
People say beauty is skin deep
But I look like a fat sheep
There is nothing good to look at
I guess I should except that
The smile that I saw in the mirror on my face
Has now disappeared without a trace
Society has big expectations
For you to meet their "skinny" regulations
You have to look at certain way
For you to be able to stay
As long as you look good on the outside
No one cares what is going on in the inside
When I look in the mirror there is so much I hate
But there is still no changing fate
All I know is that I don't like what I see
Wish I could be another and better version of me