I can’t win this battle,

So, don’t you dare tell me that,

I am stronger than I look.

I have a bruised broken-down soul but,

I know that

“It’s what’s on the inside that counts”

My insides are dying and

it’s my fault,

My family has no clue

Purging 

Is better than

Eating

Listen to me, 

This disorder will never give up

I do not agree that

People do get better

I am beautiful

F*ck you.

(Now read from the bottom up)