The Day She Met Ana

I met this girl named Ana, I heard she ruined lives. We had a strange relationship I didn't know developed. In a way, no, she did become a part of me.There are restrictions of Ana being your friend. They started out small, little things here and there. They progressively got worse over time. Soon she was pretty much running my life for me. Insulting me and making me feel bad about myself. Soon she started to take charge of what I ate. It started out with a banana; she wouldn't let me eat it. Then a peach, I wasn't allowed to eat that either, then pumpkin pie, especially not the pie. No chicken, no meat, not even pasta. It kept getting worse and worse until all I was a loud to consume was water... just water and some air. I know this girl named Ana, She made my life a living hell.