I know that when you hold that blade
You're just drawing lines
Lines for words you've been trying to say
To sit on.

You ran out of paper
So you made do

I know that when you watch
Watch the food wash down the toilet
You wish you could stop
But food just doesn't taste good
It's like eating sand

No matter how much you try
To lift the spoon
Shove food into your mouth
It's just going to come all out

I know that when you try to get a grip
You just aren't yourself
You have no control
Your mind is just on a rampage by itself

All you can do is silently watch
Behind the windows of your eyes
Watch others eyes stare back
And wish you could just shut yours

And I know
That when people ask why
You don't like it
Because it's either
the reason is staring you in the face
Or you just really don't know why.

I know that sometimes
You lie hopeless in bed
Curled up and hoping you never wake up
Or maybe you can't wake up
Because you never slept

That agony is real
So tired yet unable to calm down
Unable to rest.

I know
Or maybe I don't