1, 2, 3, 4,
My stomachs demanding "more, more."
5, 6, 7, 8,
My legs are buckling from all my weight.
9, 10, 11, 12,
My body is the eighth circle of Hell.
13, 14, 15, 16,
I bathe in ice water to feel clean.
17, 18, 19, 20,
Becoming pretty will make me money.
20, 19, 18, 17,
I don't care if this process is ruining me.
16, 15, 14, 13,
The things she says are rather mean.
12, 11, 10, 9,
The voice in my head ruined my mind.
8, 7, 6, 5,
It feels like my stomach is sprouting a knife.
4, 3, 2, 1,
Now I'm dead and Ana's won.

(m.c)