Why always me?

Why is it always me?
Why do I have to understand your circumstances everytime?
Why can't you try to look from my perspective?
Why can't I have my own circumstances too?
Why why why why why.....?

I hate this side of yours...
wanting me to understand all the times,
feeling that you're always right,
thinking that you're the only one who sacrificed,

I just want to tell you now,
I sacrificed so much too,
I suffered too,
I was soooo patient to hold it,
It's just I didn't tell you.

Eventhough I'm sure, you don't get what I mean, again.