If
by Erin Freriks -- Sept. 22, 1998
If I died tomorrow
Would you even care?
You all live so far away
Would you even care?
Would it really mean so much
In the grand scheem of things
To end one life as such
That not much worth it brings?
Do I really matter
To anyone at all?
Would it be such a waste
Should I decide to fall?
Nobody seems to see
Just what I can give
Please tell me is there a reason
That I should even live?
What's the point anyway?
If no one cares, why should I stay?
Wouldn't it be easier
Without me around?
Put me in a box
Six feet underground
Who'd be at my funeral?
All the ones who cared?
For that very reason
The church would be bare
Who'd care if I died?
Who'd cry?
Who'd weep?
Would you even shed a tear?
We may have known each other for my lifetime
Or a few short years or less
But would me departure
Move any of you to tears?
I seem to have it all
Not a care in the world
Why, then, am I a lonely, sad, depressed little girl?
I've never known love from anyone
Really...other that family
And when I thought I did
It was an alternate reality
Many of you have loved
And some have loved and lost
But for me I've never been loved
But often felt so lost
My mind tells me "He may still care"
But it also says "No! He doesn't care...
He could really care less about your life...
Your few joys and constant strife...
What makes you think he'd ever love you...
When he can have anyone!"
No one would cry
No one would care
No one would weep
So I think I'm going to go to sleep.
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