Have you ever seen everyone as beautiful in their own way

A different spieces of a flower that need to be loved or understood

I view the world as good to some degree

and yet when I look at me, I don't see the beauty

A life long battle that started when I was 6

To supress my feelings and eat them whole

until I was truly sick

I would grow and grow at my bodies expense

with new problems and worries that never get fixed

And when I see others, they don't undrstand

that I am the way I am because my emotions had the upperhand

In the end they alll startd to say the same thing

That my life could be in danger if I dont make a change

So I'll try to find other outlets but I still go back to what I know

Wishing I could change my weight

while still eating my emotions into a black hole