I eat my problems away. I use no copping skills, my mind says mysery my heart says hurt. I said I eat eat eat to get rid of my issues. I hear help help help me this little girl in my head, Man I think she's an issue... that's what my mom said so she threw me away like a dirty tissue. My mind can't get over that my mom said I was the problem. They say I turned her warm herat ice cold.. shit I thought she grabbed my hand and said here let me teach you... since she was my teacher... Right?
I eat to subsitude the cutting...
My mind can't process...