I wanted to be happy for you.
I do, I really do but...
My heart, mind and entire being is just full of hatred, jealousy, envy, sorrow, and bottled up emotions.
I just cant be 100% supportive towards you.
I want too but somewhere in myself, I hate you.
I hate everything about you.
I hate how you have everything that I can't have.
I hate how you can live your life unlike mine.
I know I'm not the best kind of human being like this but..
Its all the stories that are pent up in me... My complaints... My worries... My sadness... My happiness... My insignificant life on this earth to sum it up...