I'm mad at myself

roses are red, violets are blue, you hate me but I hate myself too, I hate myself because I let you see me when my heart was in pieces, I'm mad you saw me at my darkest, I'm mad I let you in, you took advantage when my head was in a spin, I'm mad that the time we laughed, was the time you saw the pain in my eyes, I'm mad that I let you see me at my worst and best, I'm not mad at you I'm mad at me for the fact that I let the real me slip out of the seems.