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by Malakian Mar 1, 2007 category : Life, society / other
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