I find myself running back to you time and time again.
Am I really the type let myself get trapped in a toxic relationship?
I didn’t think myself this dumb...
To let myself get stepped on, used, or dumped.
But I am not at fault.
I am not dumb for falling for this disgusting game that you called a “friendship”  
No. But rather,
I am a victim
Of the gross manipulation of a human in need (me) by a toxic monster (you).

How can I send this message?
I tie a ribbon ‘round my wrist,
To keep a measure of my rib cage
And I scarf down my food,
I shower when no one’s around
Cause’ I can chuck it up in silence
Still trynna be silent because I’m paranoid
That I’ll spill Mia’s little secret
So many letters,
But I’m still wearing an “ED” necklace
round’ my thin neck
Read between the lines on my wrists
I don’t like being alone,
But I need help and you don’t give it, no.