PrettyThin

Ana have you found me yet?

I think you have, is that your voice I hear?

 Telling me, you’re fat and ugly,

 But I can make you pretty,

 I can make you skinny,

 I can make you perfect!

Is that even possible?  I ask,

Looking at mirror and crying in disgust

All I have to do is hear your voice and mute all others, right?

Don’t eat this, don’t eat that- you say

But I am weak- I disobey

I eat and eat and eat-and in the end I feel so gross, I feel so fat!

I grab the blade, I slice my wrist-you tell me I deserve it

That’s my punishment you say

It’s for my own good; all you want is my perfection

Ana you’re my only friend, but I am weak I disobey.