What would ever happen,,,

If i took it away,
or if i ever saw you that day,
why make things complicated,
so many things you should regret,
the hearts breaking,
the knees that are quaking,
too make sure your okay,
it makes me cry the way you have to say,
"I'm not dying, why would you say that?",
i cry in the middle of the night screaming out in pain,
as hard its goes into the vein,
just for you to make you better,
but not after you open up my dead-letter,
you'll not end up caring,
you'll end up staring,
throw it down; and start swearing,
it's so unnecessary,
i died for you,
i died for your debut,
and maybe your amusement,
and now its your 100% accomplishment,
how do you live with yourself?,
do you ever say " i have to find some help for myself",
i need to talk to you,
give me the chance to breathe through,
give me a single hug,
and maybe you'll save our lives.
-tiffany 07'