tell me why i put up with your moods,
your insults, your comments which put me down,
why me when your anger is aimed at someone else?

whenever i try to help you calm,
you only scream and point out everything i've done wrong,
blame me for things i didn't do,
do you not realise that it makes me cry myself to sleep almost every night?

NO! of course it doesn't. when Mr Hyde comes out you're nothing but self-centred, hypocritical, and you do nothing but feel sorry for yourself. "Why me?"

my darling beast... i put up with your insults, your bad comments at me and everything else because i know it's not you. i'm here because i love you. i'm with you because i want you to trust me or the fullest, i want you to believe me when i say "all i want is to help".
it's the fucker inside your head playing with your emotions, your bipolar fucking everything up.

please try not to scream at me when it's not aimed my way.. please, come with me to the GP so we can try some medication.. please... stay with me and let me help you believe there is more than just despair.