She looks at herself in the mirror

She groans, displeased with her figure

Cuts down food, skips her meals

No one knows how fat she feels.

 

Exercising day and night

Trying to fit in clothes too tight

5 pounds, 10 pounds, 20 pounds lost

She's got it controlled: she's her own boss.

 

A gut-wrenching feeling, it's all so new

Taking in food, but very very few

Feels like vomitting all of her time

To get back on her feet is a very long climb

 

Every bite was such a torture

Every swallow was even worse

She doesn't know, doesn't understand

Turning down every lending hand

 

She gets mad and she gets cranky

She's growing thin, her stomach's empty

She says she's fine, but in truth she lies

And day by day she slowly dies

 

Losing her friends, but only one stayed

But even that was a price she paid

Her friend told her to continue what she's doing

To stop eating her meals, to stop chewing

 

Her friend said she was fat, saying she's ugly

"Lose more weight, so that you'll be pretty"

Annie was her name, Annie was a liar

Annie's name is short for Anorexia

 

 

Food became her enemy.