RED.

Hunger is strength.
Why am I weak?
I love to feel hungry,
but then I give in.
I will eat one simple thing,
then I don't stop.
That's why i hate eating.
I write R's on top of my hands;
they stand for red.
Red is ana. Ana is my savior.
So when I try to eat,
I will look at my hands
and I will hear her whisper,
Don't give up. You're so close.