Im down on my knees
Its harder to breath
My heart beating faster
Working up a sweat
Why cant I just stop
Cos Bella says thin
Why do I feel so guilty?
I don’t want to die
My left side goes numb
Then down goes my head
In the bowl again
I bring it all up
Still isn’t enough
I see all this blood
I hit my kneck
To get every bit out
I feel so weak
I taste all the acids
I taste my own blood
I scream for help
Why cant I stop purging
I feel like im dying
Sitting on a cold floor crying
No one hears me
I feel all alone
My insides are all broken
My heart is dead
I cant think straight
I sit up all night
I stay up crying
Waiting for help
But Bella says thin
Thin thin thin don’t give in
This is what I hear
But yet no one hears me
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