Soooo whadaya think of this?

I wrote this poem and just want some feedback. Thanks in advance :)

Too Small

I was too young to understand

Death was just a myth

It wasnt real

Nothing I could feel

I was too little to get it

That she wasnt coming back

When her eyes went blank

And she stared straight ahead

I still remember what I said

As I pushed her back and forth

But she didnt wake up

I guess I wasnt old enough

To know why everyone was in tears

And it was tough

Seeing that even adults had fears

But they all just stared at me

Waiting to see

What my mother would tell me

And I

I stood there

I was too short to see above the sheets

Standing on the tip toes of my feet

Too small to realize

I was clueless

And my grandma

She layed beneath those sheets

There were tubes all around

And me on the ground

Too tiny to think

I was lost and forgotten

But I didnt dare make a sound