I get angry at you
for no good reason
I push you away
when all you want to do is help
I hate you for loving me
and for wanting to be there
I hate that you care
when I just can't
I hate that you give me space
when I ask you for it
I hat that you check on me
when you feel I am a danger to myself
I hate how jealous I am of you
at all you have
all that you are
all that I will never be
and for all that you do for me
and that I will never be able to pay them back