I AM A POET WRITING OF MY PAIN

I AM A PERSON LIVING A LIFE OF SHAME

I AM YOUR DAUGHTER HIDING MY DEPRESSION

I AM YOUR SISTER MAKING A GOOD IMPRESSION

I AM YOUR FRIEND ACTING LIKE I AM FINE

I AM A WISHER, WISHING THIS LIFE WEREN'T MINE

I AM A GURL WHO THINKS OF SUICIDE

I AM A TEENAGER PUSHING THE TEARS ASIDE

I AM A STUDENT WHO DOESN'T HAVE A CLUE

I AM THE GURL SITTING NEXT TO YOU

I AM THE ONE ASKING YOU TO CARE

I AM YOUR BEST FRIEND ASKING YOU TO BE THERE

Casey loved so many things in life, fishing, camping, big shiney chrome wheel rims on cars (especially Cadillac Escalades), creating her own clothing, sewing, cooking, reading, writing journals and poetry, making people around her smile, drawing, painting.

You may not think the world needed you, but it did. For you were unique: like no one that has ever been before or will come after.  No one can speak with your voice; say your piece; smile your smile; or shine your light.   No one can take your place for it was yours alone to fill.  Because you are not here to shine your light, who knows how many travelers will lose their way as they try to pass by your empty place in the darkness.    Author Unknown