My hatred blooms like a pale rose
As i reap the sorrow that life sews
My fingers down my throat is home to me
You other people are too blind to see
As the bulimic inside me sits and smirks
As i lie here curled up on the floor
Crying, Begging< and pleading no more
It is you Ana, my dearest friend
Who makes me wish my life would end
How can you make me feel such love such ate?
I am in constant fear of gaining weight
But you and I will never part
I hate you Ana with all my heart!!
