AM I BEATUIFUL YET? ana poem

Long ago it began
The day I logged on
Changing my life
Pro-ana dot com

I looked at the girls
Almost painful to see
They look pretty sick
But I wish it was me

I log on again
I read the post
70pounds!
That girls is a ghost

Im down to 90
The goal I strived for
New goal in place
Iv got to lose more

My brother at the door
Sis your looking too thin
I dry my tears
As he lets himself in

Don’t tell our parents
They can never see
They’d lock me up  a clinic
And throw away the key

Im down to 60
Now I cant see straight
I see I need help now
But its far too late

ill just lye here shaking
im cold and alone
my bones are protruding
my skin is white
im a liar
my hair falls out
my teeth are rotten
my clothes hang off me like rags
my lips are an odd blue
my eyes don’t shine
my nails are the wrong shade
I don’t smile
Im anorexia now
AM I BEAUTIFUL YET?<b>