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The Story of Ana


You called her fat So she went home and stuck her finger down her throat Exercising to make her perfect Starving so you'll look at her with love Cutting to relieve the hunger Drinking to feel, Smoking to fill her empty stomach She's in the hospital now, Because of you You called her fat So she's dying to make you happy Living in pain to make you love her Crying at what she did to herself Sobbing that your still disappointed Asking, begging, what did I do? Are you happy now? Well are you Daddy? You called me fat when I was still growing, now I'm dying to be skinny for you, I'm sorry my heart stopped before I was small enough Daddy
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