I write for you all the time, words come so easy, even if they don't rhyme.
The thought of you can't be beat, and there I go with a pen and a sheet.
There all the things I want to say, but never do.
All my feelings go down on paper, there always just for you.
I can't seem to breathe right any longer, all my feelings there getting stronger.
I feel like i can suffocate, being put on hold and having to wait.
Please be the one to help me breathe, don't be the one that has to leave.