Air

Things go through my brain so insane,
I think too much,
Too much to think about,
Heart beats so fast,
Putting my last breath into,
Everyone,
And
Everthing,
But if I am breathing for them,
Who is breathing for me,
Where are the people,
You know the ones,
That will be there,
No matter what,
Or the ones that claim,
That the know you so well,
If this is true,
Then why,
Jus why
Am I
My shoulder to cry on,
The one to wipe my tears,
The one tellin me that things,
Are going to be ok,
Where is all the support that,
I give,
Now understand,
I dont do things for others,
With intentions of getting it back,
Nor,
Am I ungreatful,
For the things that I,
Have been blessed with,
But when,
Will I have one moment,
A second,
Jus to breath for Me..