Ana and the mirror

I thought you left, left for good.
I kicked you out, you have no right
To return here.
I loved your reflection
And what you promised me
You made me love
The hate for me
Made me hate myself
For wanting you

I kicked you out
You have no right
To make me sick and strip
my choice of what I'll be
I'd love to let you back in
And hate to hate the mirror
Again.
I'd hate to let you back in
And love your twists
Of reality.

I kicked you out
You returned to where you
Never belonged.

I will make you leave.
I can't.
But will.