Lonely (poem)
I smile every day
But I'm crying inside
I help others
But I can't help myself
I help others out of suicide
Yet I cut every day
I make sure everyone eats
Yet I starve myself
I stare at the mirror
And ask my mind
What's wrong with me?
Depression
That's what my mind would say
(A/N): so I've stopped cutting (month clean ^.^) but I realized I've been starving myself for a while and I don't eat as much as I used to. I just realized this but in reality it's been a habit since 5th grade ._.
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