Stop it.
You're doing in my head,
Don't ring me up at this time of night,
To tell me how bad your life is.
They were your choices,
If you can't rely on others -
Look after yourself!
It's not fair to rant at me,
I didn't do it.
I'm not your boss,
I don't make you work late.
I can't move your caravan,
No car remember! No money.
Get on with mate,
That's how life goes,
I'm tired now, ready for bed.
You've given me shit,
It's gonna run through my fucking head.
If you're angry don't shout at me,
Sort it out on your own like everyone else.

Moya Levy

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/0042-stop-it/