Dear Ana
Why do you make me feel bad
Each calorie I count
Each piece of food I look at it
Each meal I eat you hurt me
You make me sick
You say I'll reach that goal if your there
You say I will look better
My confidence is negative
You take advantage of me
You say you won't leave me
You tell me to be in control
Why can't you leave
But at the same time I want you here
I don't want you to leave
I want you stay
I need you to stay
I want you to whisper the sweet venom in my ear
I want you to stay by my side
I want that goal
So please don't leave me
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