she didn't know

She didn't know.
She didn't know that she was sick.
She didn't know that she was slowly killing herself every day.
She didn't know that with every little thing she didn't eat, it would turn into more.
She didn't know that when she skipped one meal it would turn into two, then three.
She didn't know that in just months she'd be in the hospital on the brink of death.
She didn't know that she would die.
She didn't know.

She didn't know.
She didn't know that she was beautiful.
She didn't know that she was fine how she was.
She didn't know that she was worthy.
She didn't know that she meant something.
She didn't know that people loved her no matter what.
She didn't know.

She didn't know.
She didn't know that she was sick.
She didn't know that she was slowly killing herself every day.
She didn't know that with every little thing she didn't eat, it would turn into more.
She didn't know that when she skipped one meal it would turn into two, then three.
She didn't know that in just months she'd be in the hospital on the brink of death.
She didn't know that she would die.
She didn't know.

She didn't know.