~A Girl Named Mia~
I met a girl named Mia;
She knew a way
to help me when I disobeyed
the orders given away
to me by my friend Ana.
She was the one
to comfort me
when Ana got upset.
I could go to her
And then I'd learn
That even a mess
I could sort of erase.
Though, I must confess
It was always a little weird
To purge like Mia said,
But I listened.
Unlike our friend named Ana,
she didn't attack me
with words of hate,
Instead she gave comfort
to me, it seems like fate
to have both with me
to get me to my goal
of being the perfect weight.
Mia was kind, she always was.
Whenever I messed up,
and Ana would scream,
Mia would come up
and tell me to dream
of the perfect body,
and then look down.
I met a girl named Mia:
During the last three years,
She helped me,
Pass all my fears
And get rid of tears,
that Ana would bring
with her words of hate.
Her voice was always soft,
And always gentle,
Telling me that she wasn't the devil,
but more so an angel
to lead me to the light.
I knew a girl named Mia;
She helped me.
