Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

Bulimia;
Why are you doing this to me? 
Do you like it? Does it make you free? 
Bulimia;
Why am I not worth it? 
Why am I not perfect? 
Bulimia;
You have me all wrong, 
So why on earth do we get along? 
Bulimia;
Can you take it easy on me? 
Can you please let me be? 
Bulimia;
I'm losing everybody, they're going away. 
They're leaving my life, leaving me astray. 
Bulimia;
I have to leave now, 
I have to make it in life somehow. 
If I binge, I purge, I have to get over this. 
Because my old self I miss. 
It's embarrassing to say I make myself vomit, 
It's hard to tell people about it. 
But it's hard to control, hard to stop. 
I try to climb, but something causes me to drop. 
So, bulimia;
You've become my friend but my ally, 
Please don't let me die. 
I love you and I'll do anything you say, 
But in reality I want you to go away.