D/c: Reid isn't mine.
Warning: Eating disorder, breaching OCD.
I don't know what to say.
Enjoy
.,.,.,.,.,
My skeletons
A written apology
Scrawls in a diary
For my eyes only
The guilt
The pain
The emotion
Hiding under the covers
Crying isn't an option
Fighting isn't working
Can't tell
Can't stop
Need help
Going crazy in my skin
Body feels too big
Can't fix it all
Have to change
Have to...
Blades don't fix it
Tweezers don't fix it
Teeth don't fix it
Nails break and can't scratch the itch
I'm scarred
I'm broken
I'm sorry
I can't tell you...
.,.,.,.,.,
Till next time,
-J X