I've put you through hell
You're all too nice to admit it
So I'll say it for you

I am mentally draining
I fall, and drag you with me
I don't mean to, but I do

I thrive off your spotlight
I seek validation in you
For the feelings I can't tame

Your ears have grown sick
Of my tireless rants
That never stop coming

You should be sick of me
I have been nothing but a burden
And a constant nagging need

And I'm sorry
I may be in hell
But you don't need to come with me