Me

So many times I've screwed up.
So many times I've cried.
So many times I've thought what life would be like without a life.
Would I be happy?
Would I be sad?
Would I want to come back into reality and see their faces again?
How many people want me?
How many people want me gone?
How many people want to just never talk to me again?
Would they be happy if I were to be gone?
Would they be sad if I were to be gone?
Would they want me to come back into reality so that they could see my face again?
Me?
Who knows me?
Who wants me?