Would anybody care?

I sit up in my room all alone,
As usual, thinking the same questions that I have been asking myself for six years now.

Would anybody care if they found me dead?
Would anybody cry for me?
Would anybody truly miss me?
Would anybody come to my funeral?
Would anybody say sorry, for not noticing the pain or for the bullying?

I have got the answer to all these questions for six years, nobody would give a bloody damn about you.
The voices in my head screamed at me with anger and menace in their voices.