Ana Said Starve

Her

Her parents

They laughed

It's just a phase

Just a young girl

Playing games

With a loaded gun

And a scarred wrist

Her friends

Didn't notice

She wasn't eating

Didn't notice her sleeves

Nor the scars beneath them

She smiled enough

They thought she was okay

Her reflection

Laughed at her

A dying little girl

Her blood dripped down

To tile beneath her

Her bones were protruding

But her reflection showed fat

Her

Collar bones showed

Her thighs didn't touch

Her hip bones were easily seen

Her ribs could be counted

Her mind screamed

In her head she was fat

Her parents cried

Her friends tried

To understand what happened

Her reflection was gone

Her coffin was lowered

Soon all she will be is bones

"I'm thin" her lips mouthed

as she flew into the sky