Pro ana

There is no point
Me commenting hate mail to you
Bones and skin, wow, is that beauty
Because honey, you make people sick
So starve go on, eat that lettuce leaf
YOU ARE NOT PRETTY
Beautiful beautiful coffins
They're nice aren't they?
Have you chosen yours yet?
What song at the funeral?
Better start looking
Time
Runs out pretty damn quick
So run
From the chocolate
From me
From calories
Its them or you
And you don't want that way out
So start your web pages
Skinny spiders luring in those juciy flies
Weave and lie and spin and hate
Gotta get em young
Fresh, alone, vulnerable
Brainwash
Gorgeous agony
Then your on your own
Anorexic? Yeah me too!
LET US HELP
Define help, if you're cutting and starving
Bleeding, dying, eating, sicking
HELP?
I must be missing something
But I won't hate mail you
I won't swear at you
You are NOT worth my expletives
But know this
One day
Call it "Recovered"
Look back, youth, skinny, fat, small, lonely, death
Hospital
Starve, starve
Thats your work..
You did good thinspiring
When you know
You killed them
You hurt her
She hates herself now
Remember me
ME
Big old me
I love my rolls, juicy, MORE TO LOVE
Curvy swurvy bounteous beauty
Bouncing wobbling
I love it
Remember me
This is your legacy
Congratulations, well done
Nobel prize perhaps?
All dead
All hurt
Good work soldier
THIN IS POWER

But not really...