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Losing myself..
I no longer feel the hunger that I used to.
in my body. In My soul.
I see myself losing more of me everyday.
They whispered silently. "When did she become so sunken?"
Like I couldn't hear them.
But I could.
And I still can.
To be honest I'm not sure when this started.
And No mom this isn't your fault..
Would the world just mind their own business for once and shut the fucking hell up?
I can hear their ridicule.
I can hear their snickers.
I can taste the judgment on their tongue.
If I can hear them so clearly then why do I see nothing at all?
The thought still bogles my mind.
in my body. In My soul.
I see myself losing more of me everyday.
They whispered silently. "When did she become so sunken?"
Like I couldn't hear them.
But I could.
And I still can.
To be honest I'm not sure when this started.
And No mom this isn't your fault..
Would the world just mind their own business for once and shut the fucking hell up?
I can hear their ridicule.
I can hear their snickers.
I can taste the judgment on their tongue.
If I can hear them so clearly then why do I see nothing at all?
The thought still bogles my mind.
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