היי כתבתי משהו אשמח לחוות דעת/ מחשבות :)

(אומרת מראש זה כתוב באנגלית אז יש מצב שיש כמה דברים שלא כתובים/מנוסחים נכון או משהו כזה)
אה וטריגר הפרעות אכילה ובעיות נפשיות/רגשיות :)

When i was younger, i thought it was cool
To st*rve with ease, to be this skinny
To have a food problem, or some kind of a problem
Maybe because then someone would care
Maybe because it'll make me special, something that is only unique for me
And maybe then someone will notice me and my pain, my feelings, the way i see myself through those tired eyes
Maybe then i will be pretty, skinny, not as ugly as i thought i was
Maybe then i would be worth something, so someone could love me for who i am, care about me the way i care about everyone else
Through those eyes of a lonely girl it seemed like the perfect plan, even though it was imaginary
Little did that little girl know that it would come true, except instead of making me feel good for once, it'll drag me into an almost endless pit of hate and shame that i couldn't escape.