You can't see it,
But everytime
You are without me
A piece of me dies
Sooner or later
I will be dead
All the smiles you used to see
Will be turned to frowns
My beaming face
Will be dark and torn
My witty remarks
Will be harsh and sarcastic
And all my happiness
Will be replace with saddness
My light with dark
My love with hate
So stop this and help me
Because your joy causes me pain
And soon I'll be dead
Is this what you wanted?
