You get mad when I don't help you, but I am usually the one that gets you through your worst problems.
You feel like I'm so mean to you but let me ask, who is there at your beck and call?
You tell me I'm so lazy, but I'm the one who does whatever you ask whenever you ask it.
You say you can't stand me, so why is it wherever I turn, your in my face asking for something?
You say you never trusted me, but why am I the one keeping guard over your things when I'm gone.
You never liked me, but who do you come to when you want to smile?
You say I never tell you anything, why do you think that is?...