Sparkle is "the one"

I've just now realized...that she hates me. My cat hates me. I do everything for her, and do I get anything in return? No. Of course not. It's all about her.
Right now, I'm calling her. Does she come? No. She just sits there. She doesn't even glance up at me.
She pees on me while I'm sleeping. She takes poos anywhere and everywhere. She knows where the litter box is, and some days, only if she feels like it, she may use it. But mostly she does whatever she wants.
Some days, to spite me I know, she takes her poo right beside the litter box. And do you want to know why? Because she can. It's her daily way of reminding me that she is "the one" and not me. Damn. I can't even raise a cat properly? What kind of mother am I going to be?

That's all I got.
-Me

First thing you should know

I relate everything to a song or movie in my life. I would rather listen to music or watch movies about interesting things than actually do interesting things. This song will give you some insight as to where I am right now. It's a song by Lauryn Hill called "Selah." Sometimes I can't be bold enough to say or even write what I'm going through, but I can find a song that can say it all.

Nothing can be done against the truth

No matter how we remain in denial

Wasting time

Replacing time

With each empty excuse

But that'll only work a little while

Coping with despair

Knowing you're not there

Ashamed to just admit

I've been a fool

So I blame it on the Son

Run away from everyone

Hoping to escape this ridicule

Trapped in misery

Wrapped so miserably

In this deception that I'm wearing like a skin

Dying to mantain

Oh I keep trying to explain

A heart that never loved me to begin

Oh I'm such a mess

I have no choice but to confess

That I've been desperately trying to belong

Lying to myself

And everybody else

Refusing to admit my right was wrong

And then He came

Selah

And it means

Praise and meditation

And then He came

Selah

And it means

Did you think about that?

And then He came

Selah

Oh and it means

That it is sealed

How beautiful is fruit still in denial of its roots?

My guilty heart behaved so foolishly

This treason from within

That reasons with my sin

Won't be happy til it sees the death of me

Selfishly addicted

To a life that I depicted

Conflicted cuz it's not reality

Oh what's left of me

I beg you desperately

Cause me to agree with what I know is best for me

Please save me from myself

I need You to save me from myself

Please save me from myself so I can heal

The choices that Ive made

Oh have been nothing but mistakes

What a wasted use of space

Should I die before I wake?

In all of my religion

I've fortified this prison

Obligated to obey

The demands of bad decisions

Please save me from myself

I need You to save me from myself

Please save me from myself so I can heal

And then He came

Selah

And that's all I have for now.

-Me