looking in the mirror
starring into a stranger.
we know tonight we'll skip dinner
to wake up a little bit thinner.
walking with your dog will never be the same
and this time we know who else we can blame.
the 15 glasses of water can taste like your favorite juice
but only if you listen to the girl in your head
saying "keep going, at least your are not dead"
no matter how much you scream
she wont let you out cause you are not even thin.
"but my bones are showing up!"
"but my hipbones can pierce you up!"
"i dont care. you are not ready yet!"
"here, try this cigarette"
starvation will let flowers grow in your emptiness
and the feeling of hunger will always mean comfort
to those who met my friend claiming she shares happiness.
the strenght of those who were listening
will be already gone and whispering:
"be careful with what she shares
maybe not even ana cares."