I know I'm a selfish fake,
but you're not a true friend.
You mean harm for me,
you don't care
you don't love me,
I keep coming back to you,
I don't know why.
You make me feel loved,
You make me feel special
You make me feel healthy,
even when I'm falling to the ground.
I know you mean well,
and I'm going to stay with you
but make the pain stop.
I can only handel so much on my heart
Yet I always manage to keep you in it
I'm not worried if you leave me.
I know you will return
You will never leave,
You promised.
-About anorexia-
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