You!

You ruin my life,
You make me sad.
Make me want to cut myself with a knife,
Or go live with of all people Dad.

You make me cry in bed,
You make me want to shave my head.
You make me scream out loud,
You make me anything but proud.

I try to make you happy,
I do all I can.
Still you say I'm nasty,
And make senseless demands.

I can't stand to be near you,
Or hear you over the phone.
I can't wait at times til I can say we're through,
And I can go live on my own.

You and I are to much alike,
There's too much estrogen.
So we're just going to keep up this fight,
Meaning only one of us will be here in the end.