What am I to you?

Am I doing anything
more than
just shouting words at
your head?

Am I more to you than
another zombie
without a soul?
Another girl with a
hole
in my chest,
from the world throwing
daggers.
Wishing me dead.

Am I just a vapor to you?
One that will be gone
as soon as it came.

Am I just a star
that will fade with
the coming
of day?

What am I to you?