Monday, February 20, 2012

The Rest of the World.

I was separated from the rest of the world. Looking through this thick glass window. Sometimes I would get my courage up and wave. They never waved back. Not then--Not now.

1 comment:

  1. I was also alone. Although I had lived with my family that time when my eating disorder was full blown. They couldn't see me, they couldn't see my struggle even my weight loss was unquestionable. People don't know enough about eating disorders.

    I like your blog. You always catch the right words to express the feelings. It's just like the same as I think. You do it right.