Poor Ana....

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Poor Ana....

So right now, I'm having a case of i-don't-know-how-to-feel-ness. I feel like my emotions are practically so numb that they're exploding out of me on autopilot? Does that make any sense? Probably not, whatever. But since it's January, and its been a year, and now its just hitting me all over again, and I wrote a song about it. It has a little bit to do with a nightmare I had, but more of some things I learned tonight, all after seeing a commercial, for yes, Dr Oz. Don't ask why, but it all tumbled down from there. This is all I have of it.... I'm not sure if I'll add more really... probably but you never know :/

Its like autopilot, put on overdrive,
put a hand up to everything they offer, she'll pray and she'll strive,
and she will measure all the pressure, just to feel alive,
but as the numbers go down, we realize... you can't survive,
so you fight, and you fight, but go nowhere, in the war,
and something inside her churns, she can't do this anymore,
so give up girl, or is this not your lowest score,
if it wasn't true, what would they say it for?

if it wasn't true, well who lies more? Them.... or you?

(Chorus 1)
The truth hurts like sticks and stones,
tears her down, down to her bones,
and all you see is a silhouette,
of what she used to be.....

(Chorus 2)
Are you me? Ana are you part of me now?
Oh Ana, I'm not that thin am I? Can I help you, help you somehow?
Did he hurt you, did you fall for his tricks,
Are you another mistake he just can't fix,
Are you hopeless dear, a thing to fear,
a cry for help, they help to hear?
Oh cry, on your rickety knees,
But Ana, Ana end this please,
When we're hanging by a thread,
cut the wire and we're dead,
all these days they never know,
Poor Ana....
please let go....