he starves himself
watching the weight drop
clawing at his skin
he screams
he wants to tell them
but he hates to speak
so he shouts and yells
but everyone turns away
so he smiles and plays along
he laughs and jokes
but alone in his room he cracks
but you wont see me cry
Aug 20, 2020
Aug 20, 2020 at 3:05 PM UTC
he starves himself
watching the weight drop
clawing at his skin
he screams
he wants to tell them
but he hates to speak
so he shouts and yells
but everyone turns away
so he smiles and plays along
he laughs and jokes
but alone in his room he cracks
but you wont see me cry
sometimes things are so broken they no longer look broken but more like its their design
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