Eating Disorder Poetry
You
I don't want to talk with you,
You won't understand.
It's too hard to try and make you see,
I've got my life in my own hands.
I don't want your pity or your lies
Don't tell me that I need help, I don't.
I can't explain to you why
Don't tell me to stop, I won't.
Please don't say you are here for me
Telling me I'm sick makes me go further away.
A friend of mine, you will never be,
So don't tell me anything, If you want me to stay.
Leah
Written for: Doctors and Shrinks who will never understand.
