There is so much emotion wrapped up in these words. I dont believe it is about hate, its about misery. Apgroaning weight of sorrow and angst. Others dont understand, they just act like barriers. No one listens or recognises your rights, or the fact that your not a child anymore. Then comes the childish threat. You'll be sorry when I'm dead but it will be too late. I told you so!
Wonderful, expressive writing. Bravo!