The day I met Ana Is the day I died. They day I met Ana I thought I would survive. 20 pounds to go. To look like a pro Ten pounds to go Are my bones starting to show. 500 the first 400 the next The calories went down like the fat on my chest. I started to feel dizzy. Empty inside. I started to feel happy Thinner with more pride. One bone here. Another bone there. My heart was stopping. It couldn't be more clear. But Ana loves me. She'll never stray. No matter how many go, I know she's here to stay. It might cost me health. It might cost me my life. But id rather die than be fat. Skinny is my dream tonight.
I'm still battling anorexia. Nothing matters to me but to be skinny.