My dearest Ana,

You lied to and enslaved me

For which I bear animosity

Because of your “generosity”

My body has become an atrocity

“This weight is not where I belong”

Even long after you are gone

This is my waking thought at dawn

But you see, I am not your pawn

Your pretty lies and whispers sweet

Wished to stop my heartbeat

Too bad for you, because I see

The trap that you had laid for me

All my friends and family

Worried sick of who I’d be

If your reins kept hold on me

My story has a happy ending

It is time to quit pretending

Because I have a different view

One that doesn’t include you

In Him who makes all things new

I was freed from my devil: You