Ana's back.

She's back again.

She is my worst enemy

She is my best friend

It's hard to do what's right when she's around

But what's right to her is turning my world upside down

She's there for me no matter what

In her eyes I always 'fit in'

Even if dying is what it takes to get thin

Sometimes I wonder what life would be like

If Ana wasn't there to get me through the strife

Would I grab for the soda,the cookies or the cake?

And how many scars on my wrist would it take for me to break?

I could cry all night but Ana still won't go

She's waiting for the day my hair falls out and my ribs start to show.