Number One Question?

I sit here think to myself,
where are you now?
i know to myself that your happy,
but my number one question?

Do you even know if I'm alive?
I think about your face,
your sparkling eyes,
but still the number one question runs thru my mind?

Do even know if I'm alive?
all these questions run thru my mind,
then back to the question
i just cant get it off my mind,

i cry just to think about how many people know I'm here,
think about the family where i hang in the back-round,
my so called mates who just think of me as a bad smell,
but back to my number one question?

do you even know if i exsist?
am i even alive?
or is this fairytale just a nightmare?