Ana Poem by Sarah Oakes

I've seen this girl called Ana,
She's pretty thin and tall,
She has the smallest frame I've seen
And one single flaw

I met this girl Ana,
She introduced herself today,
She seemed so very nice at first,
And says she wants to stay.

I know this girl named Ana,
12 years old
saying no to a burger and chips
after all a moment on the lips, a lifetime on the hips.
They say that obesity is an epidemic in American children
I am a child, and I don't look like those models
And my thighs jiggle oh my god
I am fat and I am obese
And I am sick

I am sorry
I just want to lose ten more pounds
I want to be under one hundred
Because thats what pretty is
Because thats what skinny is

Ana dragged me along,
She left me unfulfilled.
All our time together
Was emptiness and guilt.

I'm so fat compared to her,
But she'll make me skinny too.

My best friend is a girl named Ana,
I want her to always stay.
I'm starting to get smaller,
My health is the only sacrifice.

14 years old
balanced meals and pinching thighs
After all boys don't like fat girls.

Ana taught me how to lie
To all who I had loved
She abused me till I was nothing
I was tired, bruised, and shoved.

Ana was a wicked burden settled on my back.
But I carried her so long without her I would lack.
I'll just stop eating
Because then ill lose the weight
I don't want to be sick

I just want to be pretty
And fat is not pretty
Fat is a disease
It finally occurred to me that Ana wants me dead.

16 years old
five miles run for one cube of cheese
after all nothing tastes as good as skinny feels

My worst enemy is this girl called Ana,
She's a demon in my head,
I'm a prisoner to this girl Ana,
Im captive to her will, I cant help but do what she says
How can I be so fat still?

My murder is this girl named Ana,
She starved me to my grave
You don't understand
Just leave me alone
I'm just tired

I'm dropping breadcrumbs
So you can follow the trail to what's really going on
Why aren't you following them?
They're right there in front of you

No blood
No problem
That why i've left you the breadcrumbs
The pieces of me i've already lost

18 years old
Size two dress and body so mini
after all everything looks good on skinny.

When you come, you can help put me back together
You just have to follow them.
Are you coming?