That girl who locked herself in the room
took out a blade and stained it on her skin
I don't know her anymore
That girl who shoved ******* down her throat thinking that she would be skinny
I don't know her anymore
That one who showed her scars to the ones who cared.
And laughed at their advice because she thought hurting herself was the right thing to do.
I don't her anymore.
That girl who saw herself in a coffin,planned out her funeral because she wanted to die more than anything else.
I don't know her anymore.
That girl who saw only darkness in the tunnel,threw herself in a shell and hid from the world above.
I don't know her anymore.
That one who refused to chase her dreams.
*I don't know her anymore.
2012 and 2013 were tough years for me. 2014 was the time i spent trying to recover but gave myself away to bulimia.
i ain't taking that kind of **** in 2015. For real, I am ready for anything that life throws at me. It will be hard,but i will rise.
also, by May I will be one year clean from hurting myself and bulimia.