I'm far from inconsiderate

My sister is dying    
what to do with that news    
I'm in a rut    
lost and confused    
she says I'm inconsiderate    
I'm not though....    
She says I don't understand what she's going through    
well that much is true....    
but what she doesn't understand    
is the torment she is putting me through    
she wants me to be there for her    
but doesn't at the same time...    
all we do is argue now    
i don't know what to do    
I'm alone in  this    
I'm sure that much is true    
I'm crying for help    
I'm running on short fuse    
i am in pain    
i wanna run away    
this shit is driving me insane    
I have no true friends    
no one to help me in these hard times    
and kiss me goodnight.....    
so I wrote this poem cause I am so lonely    
so hurt      
but as if anyone cared    
my life is miserable    
enter if you dare....    
judge me cause that's what they all do....    
I'm often misunderstood    
well.....nothing I can do about it now....    
but cry and wish I too.....    
would just die....