Ana (Anorexia) Poem

I Was Happy-Go-Lucky,

Not Harsh On The Eyes,

My Grades Were Unblemished,

Though My Life Was All Lies.

Perfection Ate At Me,

My Figure Was Bust,

I Envyed The Girls In Magazines,

The Ones Boys Stared At With Lust.

In Everyones' Eyes They Were Perfect,

I Wished That In The Mirror I Could See,

A Girl Who Was Skinny,

That Was Who I Wanted To Be.

So I Resorted To My Old Self,

Someone I Tried To Lock Away,

The Girl Who Was Broken,

Who's Skies Were Always Grey.

Calorie Counting,

My Body I Would Weigh,

Diet Drinks I Grew Sick Of,

With Each Passing Day.

Though When I Saw My Weight Dropped,

I Would Break Out In A Smile,

For The Pain Was Worth,

Not Looking So Vile.

Weeks Went By,

Months & Years,

My Life Felt Routine,

Compared To That Of My Peers.

I Would Drink A Diet Soda,

Take A Water Pill,

Then Later Stand On The Scale,

I Suppose Dieting Was My Only Skill.

I Knew She Would Kill Me,

I Knew I Would Die,

Maybe Before The Year Was Over,

People Would Dress In Black & Cry.

This Girl I Speak Of,

Has Made Me Distort,

Her Name Is Anorexia,

Anna For Short.

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Link To Song About Anorexia In Side Link Place Thing.

Ana's Song By Silverchair