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.