Who Am I? Poem by shelby casababy

who am i?
why do i stand here today,
there's no point in mme living no point in me caring,
i just sit at home and cry myself to sleep,
this life for me is just another hell,
no one cares for me no one loves,
but everyone dies in my hands when i need them the most,
so why do i wait and cry when they finally die?
everyone knows it's coming so why cry?
i choose to hide in the shadows away from this life coming out when needed,
but one day i won't come out one day no one will.