Good Enough ➳ Ross Lynch

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Dear Ross

I wrote you a poem. It is short, but it means alot. I never wanted to end up this sick, one day I hope to tell you about my eating disorder. 

What started as
a coping mechanism 
for a couple weeks

turned suddenly into 
a six year struggle in which
I can win every little battle

but still lose the war.

Yours truly
Iris x