I'm writing now as a distraction, it took me so long to get some food in me and reduced me to tears and now that is over all i wanna do is bring it back up, i feel horrible, guilty, fat, worthless, useless...i dunno, when will i start feeling better....i love writing poems and songs, i wrote a bit of one in my journal on here the other day, some may not make sense, but its my feelings, thoughts and experiences.  There's something missingA part of this personShe's incompleteMaybe she was born unfinished or maybe a piece of her left with you Has there always been a part of her missingShe can't remember feeling completeIs she lost or just forgottenWil she ever find herself She looks in on a world she cant be part ofLights on in that warm houseFamiles laughing having funFor a moment imagining what it must be likeTo not be alonenot to have a house, but to have a homeWhat does it feel like to feel complete