This Life Or Is It Just Me? Poem by Rebecca Richardson

I don't feel alive, I feel like im slippng away going off the edge. When I look back I only see laughter does anyone really care? If I just disapeered in a week would anybody remember my name? Am I really dead? Is this heck? THe suffering the pain, is it all ment to be? Is anything worth it anymore. NObody cares the world is crazy. Does a little girl like me matter anyways? Am I just taking up space in a already over populated world? Maybe I'll just blow away and let the world pass me by!