This Is My Vexation/What She Wants and Needs

Within your delegation
You have rendered my frustration
You say that it is an invalid investigation
Of the feelings that I am ingesting
You do not feel that I have anything
To offer you as far as listless tending
You feel that I have not been that friend
That used to walk the halls with you
Even on the weekend.
You do not know my suffering
When you say that I can not come visiting
To the one who gave me life again,
But now that is worth living
And it's all become quite taxing.
You hate me now that she loves me
And you do not know how it effects me.
Although you think she is just resting
The VEXATION within me is appaulling
I want to show you the truth,
But you shall not recieve it,
You never want to believe it,
Because it makes you less that perfect.
You see only the outward and the past
That has haunted me
The past that has taunted me
And left bittersweet memories within my mouth
And such sorrow,
That wells up within me.
The pain that is such sorrow
The heart that beats within me for her
Is now on the morrow
Of every day full of fear
That when I wake she will not
And will no longer be here.
You keep me from the one
I feel closest to as a mother,
My best friend as I am hers also
She calls me her daughter,
As if I were your sister,
But there is nothing more
That I can do or say to you
That will make you see that
This is not what was to be.
Her dying wish is for me to be there by her side
And you will not let me in for her
To speak to her at any time,
What kind of daughter you must be,
You think you are pretecting her,
But how can you pretect from what keeps her living?
This is my VEXATION that you can not see past yourself
To see what she wants and needs!