AnaAna's so prettyAna's so thin.Her beauty's a giftHer beauty's a sin.Ana doesn't like the truthAna doesn't like to gain.All she feels is hungerAll she feels is pain.Ana looks at the mirrorAna looks at the lie.She wants to be loved,She wants to die.Ana's so stupidAna's so dumb.So sorry she's fatSo sorry she's numb.Ana can't feel to love,Ana can't feet to hate.Ana won't make the wrongs right,Ana won't make it past the gate.
This is AnaDear Reader, So, you want to be skinny? I don't blame you. You're the fattest human being I've ever seen. I honestly don't know why you let yourself live. I have a lot of work to do, so you'd better listen up and follow every single instruction I give you. Food makes you fat. Calories are your natural enemy. Think you're hungry? Think again. You want to put something in that tummy of yours? Not while I'm here. Eating is for people with no self-control. You're better than that, I hope. What defines us as people? Will power. Show some. Put down that fork. Do you really need to eat dinner? You can pass on breakfast and lunch, too. Look in the mirror. What do you see? Fat. It's everywhere, spreading over your body like a disease. Why on earth would you need food when you have so much of it under your skin? Gluttony is as much a sin as it is repulsive. Let's not embarrass ourselves. You know your boyfr