Mr. God, This is Anna

She sees the story

Of her life 

Before her eyes

A training by the television

And comfort from the dog

A scolding from the sister

And a battle from the brother

Well rounded she was now

With a battalion of role models

On the television

but a house of empty

Seats inside

A quest for self

Improvement driving 

Impelling causing her to dance

Across the floor in a imaginary

Embrace from the air

Waves upon waves of pain

Washed away with the notes

And the willingness to search

Took her outside her

Four walls to a place

Of safe interaction .

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