My mom took me to the doctor's office today,
I just felt sick with a backache, and that was all.
The result of going was fatal.
She told me that I'm overweight,
That I also needed to go to a psychiatrist.
What else could she have said to send me back into my hole?
I was fine, the depression was going away.
My bulimia was gone.
A trip to the doctors office was all I needed to be shoved back in.
I thought I was going to be okay.
Reality is unloving.
-Visu
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