How am I meant to process this

So you telling me

Your life is worthless,

What am I meant to do with that

You say it ain’t worth living,

Well that’s just great yeah

What am I meant to do with that,

I am there for you but you won’t talk

I am there for you but you don’t listen,

You disregard all I say like I know nothing

But you should try walking in my shoes sometime,

But it ain’t a competition

Hard is seeing people you love die,

Which leaves you with pain and anger inside,

But I respect the fact that your problems are different than mine

But I believe honestly if I can survive,

Then you can do the same, I ain’t going to lie

And if you say you want to die,

What am I supposed to do with that,

I understand hurt and pain

But I don’t understand mental health strain,

I admit that but I am sure I suffer it too

I just react to it differently to you

I get determined and angry,

You get down and sink into depression

We both struggle with the darkness,

But I strive to find the light

You seem to embrace and wallow in the night,

And the pills, well they don’t appear to be working,

But then you only taking them when your feeling disturbed,

But you’re supposed to take them all of the time ain’t you heard,

I understand for some reason your mind is hurt

But you got to decide what you going to do with that,

If all you feel is suffering

Maybe you should try to find another way to react,

That don’t revolve around wanting to die

Or attempting suicide,

I mean what are your family meant to do with that,

If you succeed then they will also crack

And they’ll suffer and be left with that

For the rest of their fucking lives,

But I aint going to lie, you don’t worry about that

Because it’s not about the harm you inflict on others,

It’s just all about the harm you do to yourself,

Sorry if this seems angry

It’s only because I care for you,

And it leaves me thinking, well what am I supposed to do with that.