it's not my fault i snap out at you
it's yours

it's your fault
it's all your fault

because you make me feel miserable
because you cause all the emotions i have to hide inside
because you don't understand
because you never will
and because you make me hate myself

you think i'm snapping out at you because i hate you?
if you knew all the hate i feel towards you, towards all of you, it would be way worse than me simply snapping out at you

you know what the sad part is? one conversation about a nail cutter is what triggered all these emotions.