I wanna change the way I look,
the way I feel,
the way I am.
I've started drawing all over,
my arms,
and legs,
and wrists,
because the blade is no fun.
I'm drinking more water,
clearing my skin,
fixing my appearance.
I get looks,
I get comments,
I get praise.
I do, however,
miss the old me,
that me had more fun.
The old me didn't sleep,
always ate,
never worked out,
played video games,
drew on thier arms,
legs,
face,
body.
The old me is gone,
because everyone else likes,
the new me,
oh so,
very much,
more
Feb 7, 2018
Feb 7, 2018 at 10:39 PM UTC
I wanna change the way I look,
the way I feel,
the way I am.
I've started drawing all over,
my arms,
and legs,
and wrists,
because the blade is no fun.
I'm drinking more water,
clearing my skin,
fixing my appearance.
I get looks,
I get comments,
I get praise.
I do, however,
miss the old me,
that me had more fun.
The old me didn't sleep,
always ate,
never worked out,
played video games,
drew on thier arms,
legs,
face,
body.
The old me is gone,
because everyone else likes,
the new me,
oh so,
very much,
more
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