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Nov 2017
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.
Tristan Marie Schmidt
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Tristan Marie Schmidt  17/F/Iowa
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