Miss Annabelle Lee
Such a pretty girl;
Her tall, thin frame
Her long, blonde curls
Miss Annabelle Lee
As light as a feather;
She drifts in the wind
Through the tough, stormy weather
Miss Annabelle Lee
She hates what she sees;
She's melting away
Blowing off with the breeze
Miss Annabelle Lee
Now so frail and so weak;
She needs to be thinner
But her body's calling defeat
Miss Annabelle Lee
Rest in peace, my dear friend;
You got your last wish
Now you're gone with the wind
I myself and people close to me have suffered with eating disorders, so they can be personal and touchy subjects to me. This was written about anorexia and some of the things the mindset can bring.