Don't fall for it~
Every time I take,
a look in the mirror,
I think of how I “coulda” “shoulda” “woulda” appeared
Soon 2 pounds turns 5 to 10,
and the gruelling purge cycle,
starts all over again
Not a single time, I would learn my lesson
But you cant get through life
with out a little depression
The struggle seems endless;
too much to bare,
almost as bare as the body I wear.
Just skin and bones, and not much to lose,
I begin to wonder, “Why am I in these shoes?”
Then I remember, “I’m here for a reason.”
that thought started fading by the end of last season.
**
She walked yet she stumbled,
head hanging low,
thats not the girl that I used to know.
And soon all who knew her,
knew her no more
for she slit both her wrists,
and fell to the floor.
This does not apply to me at all. I was just thinking about it one night as I was going through something tough.
