Nervosa

Everytime I think "just one small bite"
She laughs at me
"Failure" her words echo
My head is really spinning
and I hit the cold floor
consuming my hunger
she grips me tighter
"You fail at everything, why are you still alive?"
Perfection is sucess
You have to measure up
"What's wrong... Why are you crying?
You're not going to eat that, are you?"
I shake my head at the thought
"Listen to me and you will get far"
Ana is my best friend
Like she told me
Nothing tastes as good as thin feels