They who are they?

Me?

 We?

She? Who am I?

A woman who lives lyfe day by day? Week by week? Year by Year?

But what if I don't want to do this? What if I want to live this way?  What would happen if I died right now?

What if you don't know me and you read this? How would you feel? Would you just bypass this or read the words I Write and feel something? What would you feel? Would you feel sorry for me? Hate me? Or both?

They don't care.

So why should I care right?

So tell me are you one of them to pass this and think this girl is crazy?

Or are you the one to read this and feel the same way I do?...