Why would you hurt me?
Put my life in risk?
Is this what true friendship is?
I thought you looked out for me,
While I did everything for you.
I thought you'd make me better
While I obeyed your commands
Dear Ana, you're not my friend.
You're my disease
My death wish coming
The end to my body my mind and soul
Dear Ana you had all the control
Turning my body against itself
Forcing it to turn and eat itself
The weaker I grew
The stronger you were
Now it's time for the tables to turn.
This is the end for you,
My dear Anorexia.