Forced

Forced to eat when there is no need
Forced to stop
Forced to think
When there is no want
Don't want to eat
Don't want to be well
This isn't an illness
It's a way of life
Why won't anyone just let me be
Leave me alone
Stop telling me what to do
Stop forcing me to do something I don't want to
Stop forcing me to be something I'm not
All you make me do is want to die more
I guess that's just life
It's there then it's over
It's bad then it's worse
You're forced to eat
When you don't want to
When you don't need to
You're forced to stop cutting
Think about what you're doing
When you don't want to
You're forced to live
When all you want is to die
Don't want to eat
Don't want to stop cutting
Don't want to be well
Don't want to be normal
This isn't an illness it's a way of life
I sit here and cut
Deep
Blood runs down my hand and drips onto the ground
Making a puddle of crimson
Do you see it now?

Do you see my pain?