These are the thoughts that burn within,
This is what brings a blade to my skin.
My mind is yelling,
My eyes are swelling,
"I'm fine" my mouth is telling.
It's two A.M and I'm alone,
My heart feels as cold as stone.
I scream I cry I punch a wall,
Nothing helps, nothing at all.
I have nothing to say, to talk about,
When I cut there's no blood, I have run out.
These were the thoughts that burned within,
I am dead, I let my demons win.

Everyone's eating she's on a call,
It's been three days and she ate nothing at all,
She's hungry so she'll eat something small.
She sits by the food and loses control,
She eats so much she'll never reach her goal.
Next thing you know she starts to cry,
No body sees, no one asks why.
Her life to be skinny She will devote,
And so she shoves three fingers down her throat.
Out come the food and all her mistakes,
And boy, a lot of those she sure makes.
With a burning throat she now feels whole,
She feels as though she cleansed her soul.