ANA is not a friend

by Malakian   Mar 1, 2007


ANA was my friend
Well it seemed that way
She told me nice things
And loved me each day

ANA was pushy
And controlled my actions
She made me believe her
In self satisfaction

ANA took my hand
And held it so tight
She made stay with her
All day and all night

ANA said I was fat
It made me feel low
She said if I trusted her
My weight would all go

ANA was mean
But I stayed anyway
I would be beautiful
She reassured me each day

ANA spoke lies
So dear and misleading
I was so blind
I was not thinking

ANA controlled me
I was weak and thin
ANA just laughed at me
I thought she was my friend

I slowly withered off
ANA stayed behind
So she could play tricks
On other kids minds

I wish I could go back
And just let it end
ANERXICA is a dsease
Definately not a friend

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