I'm Ana

So what, I'm anorexic
there's nothing you can do
you can not change my thoughts
don't say I'm here for you

If you were here for me
you'd give a loving hand
offer something better
help my weak knees stand

Don't tell me what to do
or tell me how to live
i know the pain that comes
all horrors she can give

I know the "health concerns"
that someday i could die
but not until I'm skinny
will i make a change to fly

Don't need to know your thoughts
who you want me to be
I'll starve until I'm happy
i do this just for me