Ana's Anger [Poem, English]

Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who’s the thinnest of them all?
I got help for my so called sickness
They are just jealous for my unbearable fitness
For my bones you’re able to see
Because they’ll never be able to be
A beautiful skeleton, without any flesh
Looking good in trousers, in a dress
And now they’re making me loose all I’ve gain
Well thank you, all was in vain
They’re making new rules, and I must play along
But they can’t expect me to bail all on
Depressing, pain, just eating less
And everything to become beautiful, weightless
Cause it’s my way and it’s my sin
I mean everyone wants to be thin?
I just want more then the others
More than my friend, sisters, brothers
And I was ready to suffer for it
Running instead walking, standing when I could sit
But now they’re making me fat once more
They’re thinking I’m mad, weak or sore
Truth is I’m strong, stronger than you
I could do things you can never do
Scale and toilet were my best mates
Opened paths, were unlocked gates
But now I’m just afraid to look my weight
Yesterday it was forty-seven, today forty-eight
No, I don’t want this, it was my choice
My body and life, my mind’s little voice
Why did you help me, nothing was wrong
I was beautiful, skinny and strong
And now I’m just weak, useless and fat
All I can do is blame you for that.

-Stargazer

A/N: Random. Nothing personal really. But I still like it!

Eli siis tälläinen tuli vain mieleen, aloin kirjoittaa ylös, tekstiä syntyi itsestään. Olen aika tyytyväinen, yleensä en ole saanut tehtyä loppusoinnullisia :)