She's skin and bones
But she has no one to show
Because she's lost all hope and her soul's lost its home

She got so close
To perfection
But she went to far
Past the point of no return

Her face is like a skeleton
Her eyes and lips caving in
Her smile looks sad and grim
She doesn't care if what she is is a sin

Her heart is ruptured
It beats in her ears
Loud enough to hear

Her mind is weighed down
By a ball and chain
She doesn't want to change

What if she was light as air
Would she be happy?
What if she knew somebody cared
She'd be happy

Ana is my friend,
when she whisper I'm thin.

She clings onto me, she's everywhere I go
I've tried to escape, but she won't let me go.

I smile when I see my bones.
And I cry when I see my soul

And my spine hits the back of my chair when I sit
And I feel accomplished, at my stomachs empty pit

Ana says she cares
She says she'll help me, she says she help me see
Help me see that I don't need food
So I can be content with myself ****

But when I don't listen to her she gets mad
She tells me I'm fat and sends chills of hatred down my back

She's my demon, and she wont stop possessing me, until I die, nothing left but skin and bones.

I love being the one,
Who you ask to walk with.
I love being there,
When you leave me for him.
I love when i see,
You two walk away hapily.
I miss,
That being us.
         j.b

Is see her standing over there,
looking in the mirror
comparing herself to others.
She's hating herself,
because she doesnt have,
the beautiful ballet-arms,
or the widest gap,
between her thighs.
I never noticed,
how skinny she was,
until now.
I could almost,
see right through her.
Every time she concentrated more,
on perfectioning her dance,
you could see the layer of insecurity,
covering her capabilities.
She's passionate,
and has talent.
But she doesn't believe it.
And in her head,
she never will.

-a.s

She walks into school
      and it starts again
           the shaking,
               it rips through her like a wave
She hears the sound of the voices
      in the hallway
         yet she cant make out what they're saying
She thinks all eyes are on her,
     everything is just one big blur
She hears laughter and
     she automatically thinks its
        directed at her
She waits in the bathroom
     like she does every morning
        for the halls to be clear
She walks out
     and wipes away her tears

thousands of kids enter the school
I crouch in the corner, trapped
my limbs shake and my heart races

my mom wants to buy a new purse
I shrink away, run to the door
my legs wont move but my mind runs

my best friend didn't call me back
does she need help? does she hate me?
my last meal is being flushed away

*Generalized Anxiety