I hate it;

I hate it when I say I'm tired
And you tell me to rest
I hate it when I say I'm fine
And you don't bother to look me in the eye
I hate it when I say I'm nauseous, 
And you tell me I say that too often,
I hate it when I say I feel sick,
And you tell me thats what I told my mind,
I hate it when I leave all the clues
But you don't care enough to think
I hate it when I cry past midnight
But you won't hear a thing
I hate it when I cause a scene,
And you yell and think it's over,
I hate it how my tongue slips when I talk,
And you think Its a state of mind,
I hate it when I always come last,
And you never notice me behind,
I hate it how I feel everything so deep,
And you label it "teenage angst"
I hate it how you might be right
When you say its "hormonal imbalance"
I hate it when I feel invisible
I hate it when you see right through me
I hate it when I don't feel enough
And you tell me I could've done better
I hate being the unproblematic child,
I crave attention too!
I hate it when you don't notice
I hate that I expect you to.
I hate this anger because you do your best,
But I really hate this guilt too,
I hate it when I think I overreact,
And you simply say I do,
I hate it when you don't choose me,
But I wouldn't choose me too,
I hate it all because I can see
I've got no one to blame but me