I know this girl named Ana She whispers sweet things in my ear. Sweet lies She tells me to cut ties That she's the only friend I need She always gave great advice. She was there for me. She helped me look better. She was my trendsetter.
I love this girl named Ana She was so meek She wasn't a geek, She was tall, skinny, beautiful but soon later she's changed If I try to eat something sweet she yells at me digs her claws into me She tells me "NO! Don't eat that you'll get fat." I listened to what she told me She never wronged me before.
It's been awhile I look different My clothes no longer fit the same. Is that bone I see? What a shame, I wish this were all just a sick game. She tells me all the time, "You're fat don't eat that." "You are worthless" "Why did I ever try to make you pretty" She made me feel ******. I told her to stop, I don't want her advice anymore.
This girl named Ana she hates me I try to tell her to stop But now she's on top I can't eat anymore I don't have an appetite Nothing feels right...
I hate this girl named Ana She'll hurt you too She'll be stuck with you like glue, You can't break free. She will be the demon in your head.
The day Ana left Is the day I died. I can no longer hide, I am now in a grave because I couldn't be brave.
I know there are a lot of "Ana" poems but this one is one I wrote a while ago and thought I'd share it with all you beautiful writers.