Bulimia Nervosa
Through smokey eyes, there lies
a girl whose innocence begins to materialize
To her surprise no one can hear her cries
because she's all alone in her masked disguise
Don't blame her, blame the world
Blame this girl she thought would unfurl
But now she's numb and feeling quite dumb
Her eyes tear-stained she's coming undone
Copyright © Jessica Jones | Year Posted 2017
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