When i'm gone...

I'm slipping away...
Falling from existence...
Losing my ground...
Bout to fall...six feet under...
And no one round me
Has even noticed
The slightest change
In my mood...

Am i that insignificant?
That no one cares?
Am i that worthless?

I do everything for them!
Solve all their problems!
Do all their work!
An they treat me like this?
I'm slipping away...an they
Don't even care!
I'm slipping away...an they
Demand that i help them
Threw another one of
Their stupid little dramas!
What will they do when
I'm gone? What?
God forbid that they
Actually to do
Some kind of work!