If you're sleeping are you dreaming?
If you're dreaming are you dreaming of me?
I can't believe you actually picked me.

I know you care because every time I don’t answer your texts at night I wake up to texts in the morning saying that you love me and that you hope I am okay.

There's a burning in my pride, a nervous bleeding in my brain
An ounce of peace is all I want for you. But I am a rollercoaster ride baby.
And all you do is try to come along with me but I push you away.
Hate me today
Hate me tomorrow
Hate me for all the things I didn't do for you
Hate me in ways that make me want to wish I never put you through this
Hate me so you can finally see what’s good for you

I’ve been doing good with my diabetes for several months now and that only one of many things you have helped me with.
I want to thank you for staying up with me on those long dark nights when all that was on my mind were blades and bullets.
And when I was starting internal conflicts with myself you were there to make peace.
You never doubted my warped opinions on things like suicide. You complimented me when I hated myself.
So I’ll walk so far away that I never cross your mind
And do whatever it takes in your heart to leave me behind
But when I turn around to take one last look at you
I see you mouth the words  “How can you do this to me?”

If you're sleeping, are you dreaming,
if you're dreaming are you dreaming of me.
I can't believe you actually picked me
You should just hate me.