Yes Mia. Yes Ana

by Jenie   May 22, 2006


(Mia=Bulimia)
(Ana=Anerexia)

"who do you think you are?!
Putting on my knuckles,
ugly, small scars.
Why do you think its my life,
you can control and own?
Who said I wanted you to kill me
and letting everyone know,
by each showing bone!"

"OH SO SHY AND SO SILENT.
YOU HAVE NO SAY IN YOUR BODY ANYMORE.
OUR TOUCH WILL MAKE YOUR BODY DEADLY VIOLENT!
YOU ARE SO UGLY AND SO FAT.
THIS CALLS FOR WAR,
AND WE`LL WIN THIS COMBAT!"

"I hate who I am though!
Your making my skeleton start to show.
My friends and family are so concerned
my voice is now so raspy_
sounds like my lungs have been burned."

"SHUT UP YOU STUPID GIRL!
YOU HAVE NO SAY.
B/C OF US, SOON IT`LL BE YOUR LAST DAY!
WE WANT YOU OUT OF THIS WORLD!
GO THROW UP__GO STARVE!
GO LOOKING IN THAT MIRROR,
AND TELL YOURSELF, YOU HATE WHO YOU ARE!"

"Yes, Mia. Yes, Ana.__ I am sorry.
I`ll do as you tell me.
Skeleton and bone is what I beg of you,
to help me see..."

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  • 18 years ago

    by BleedingAngel

    Painful and so true, God i am crying right now, you know i can relate...I just wish that you didn't have to go through this pain too...Wish that I could make you happy and take all of this away...I always thought, that other people die from this, NOT me, i can control this...I can right now, but who knows if I still can in a year...You are out of control, I can tell hunni...Please be strong, make sure to get help...

    I love you