PrisonA Poem by Samantha ScytheNot really meant to be super good, just a one-shot, no edits. Yes, this is all real and true about myself.
Whenever I look in the mirror
I can't see what I really look like Body Dysmorphia It hurts me I won't eat for days at a time Tea, coffee, water and pills Until I'm satisfied I haven't been satisfied for two years Since I was twelve Anorexia Bulimia Depression Self harm I don't deserve this I never have I want to be freed From this prison I am in
© 2013 Samantha ScytheAuthor's Note
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