Analysis of An Ana-Bulimic Prisoner

She started eating some cornflakes this morning
They saw her taking the big spoon and not the
small one she used for three years
Her father is happy; feels like he is reborn
Her mother cries from happiness
Her sister is singing all along
She is smiling and she looks happy
Only that the family does not know
That her smile is fake...
The sweet smile remains bitter
The happy voice remains sad
The pretty girl remain ugly
To her eyes; to her heart.
Prisoner of Anorexia she is no more
She tortured herself in the Bulimic Prison
Until that Sunday morning when she freed herself
She died...