I love this person, but they make it so hard for me to help them. They just won't listen to what me and others who love them have to say. So... this is basically what this poem is about.
I'm not backing down from this.
You've hurt me something bad
So I'm not going to be the first to apologise.
I'm not going to come crawling back.
Like I always do.
I'm not going to let you walk all over me.
I'm sorry if this is hurting you,
I really, truly am.
But I am sick and tired,
of you taking everything out on me,
and not telling me why,
or if it's really my fault or not.
So until you tell me why,
get used to me saying this.