Am I

Am I the asshole
Because I scream and shout
Need time alone to seethe and pout
And tell you I love you
And I need you about
A million times
Feed you angst
And love filled rhymes
Get confused and hate myself
When I told you I wish you'd have left
Am I the asshole
For needing help
Not understanding my illness
And sat and wept
And wishing I could
But falling from dreams
And being mean
When that's not what I mean
Am I the asshole
Hoping you'd understand
And stay by me and hold my hand
Even though I'm more than you had planned
For making kids and doing what I know
For making you cry until you were sore
Sitting down
When I know I should stand
I have a problem
My mind wished I would die
And every day plummeted from my high
I've been the problem
From my problems I've ran
Am I the asshole?
I feel like I am