Cut& shut.

poem

Smile all day, but feel nothing at all

Look at your frame;
You'd become so small

Nothing's the same
since you built your wall.

She screams she shouts
and tells you you're fat

She doesn't give you a tiny rest
she's so skinny but heavy on your chest.

Ana's a bitch, she really is
gives your brain an ugly twist

You're sad You're ampty, not alive anymore

She tells you you deserved it
'you ugly fat whore!'

she never gives you a tiny rest
then realization hits you with worst of all pain:

ana is living inside your brain!
Cover up every scar and stain

You're becoming ana while being insane.

xx, soph