Fragile and broken like a piece of glass,
Haunted by the darkness of a tragic past...
O twisted silence,
and icy cold...
I see it there, a beautiful red rose,
though now only a tiny green bud shows...
"O Ana please teach me control,
Make my body perfect, my heart whole."...
A fragile body and a tattered soul,
food untouched in plate or bowl...
Aching cold, twisted mind,
What is this barrier I'm trapped behind...
Everyday I fake a smile, saying I'm fine,
While in reality I walk a thin line...