28 January 2013
She laughs, "I'm okay" As soon as she's alone, she cries.
She smiles, "I'm not hungry" She feels guilty about binging the night before.
She shrugs, "I'm fine, really" She has a blade hidden under her pillow.
She whispers, "It's just really cold" The sleeves cover her scar ridden wrists.
She hesitates, "I already ate" She's been starving herself for weeks.
Her eyes meet yours, "save me"
I'm Okay. • Opuss № I