Sad Poems for a Sad Day

My Best Friend Ana

My best friend’s name is Ana,

She’s pretty, skinny and tall,

I want to be just like Ana,

But I’m not like her at all.

Ana promised to teach me,

Show me how to be like her.

I trusted Ana,

And I did what she’d prefer.

My best friend’s name is Ana,

She’s pretty, skinny and tall,

I want to be just like Ana,

But I don’t look like her at all.

I did was Ana said,

I skipped breakfast that day,

I ignored the hunger

And eventually it went away.

My best friend’s name is Ana,

She’s pretty, skinny and tall,

I want to be just like Ana,

But I’m hardly like her at all.

The hunger went away,

And so did the pain,

And I began to notice,

That I stopped my gain.

My best friend’s name is Ana,

She’s pretty, skinny and tall,

I want to be just like Ana,

But I’m not pretty like her at all.

So Ana showed me just that,

She dressed me up and curled my hair,

The next day in school,

All my classmates started to care.

My best friend’s name is Ana,

She’s pretty, skinny and tall.

I want to be just like Ana,

But I’m barely skinny at all.

The help is starting to work,

I can see the weight going away,

I’ve barely eaten anything,

And I can keep the pain at bay.

My best friend’s name is Ana,

She’s pretty, skinny and tall.

I want to be just like Ana,

But I’m not quite like her at all.

The kids, they start to notice,

They ask me what is wrong,

I tell them Ana’s helped me,

And after that they play along.

My best friend’s name is Ana,

She’s pretty, skinny and tall.

I want to be just like Ana,

And I’m became her after all.

I don’t eat anymore,

I haven’t had a bite,

It’s what Ana told me to do

And Ana’s always right.

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So here's the second poem I wrote. It's about a young girl facing anorexia (Ana) and how it influneces her choices. Most of the poems are gonna be dark but some o them may be happier.