I know how it feels.
To look in the mirror and scream,
To cry when nobody's watching.
To make silly excuses that will explain why you're not eating,
To tell them you're fine when nothing could be worse,
To look at someone wishing you will like them...
But I know that what you think about yourself is wrong.
A/N this one is from me to the readers of this book because I know what these things feel like but I got over them and I want others to.