Report Abuse Home > All Poetry > Death Death By breezer11, Cinci, OH More by this author If I’m living or I’m dead. No one gives a crap. I don’t feel the want for me. Go ahead, live without Bree. « Previous article More by this author Next article » October & November Join the Discussion This article has 1 comment. Post your own! Report abuse Abigail_W said... Jun. 30, 2009 at 3:49 pm: Oh, I feel like your poems express the feeling that nobody likes you! Don't worry; we all want you here, Bree, because I'm totally a fan of your poetry. Just remember that there's always going to be someone out there that cares about you.