Embarass you!

If I rocked up with my hair a mess,
In a tattered, ugly, torn dress,
With make-up smeared and tear stained eyes,
Would you act like most other guys?

If I screamed and made a scene,
And stamped my feet like a messed up teen,
With piggy tales and bright red blush,
Would you by chance leave in a rush?

If I burst out crying in the middle of the street,
Mascara running down the middle of my cheek,
With blood shot eyes and a runny nose,
Would you stay through both the high and lows?

If I stole something and broke the law,
and the room was empty, so only you saw
With blood stained wrists and a verbalized plee,
Would you understand or walk away from me?

If I was caught cheating in semester exams,
or started measuring food, calories, in grams,
With fingers lodged inside my throat,
Would you even bother with my suicide note?

If I said I love you would say it back?
In this tattered torn world of mine, engrossed in pure black,
And it\'s not that I don\'t trust you, coz I\'m telling you I do,
But I don\'t want to do nothing to hurt or embarrass you!