Worthy of what?

When I said that I wanted you to be happy
I didn't mean it by force.
You're twisting my words to make them snappy,
And you're purposely making yourself feel worse.
You blame me over and over saying that I'm the center of your pain.
I'm not falling for you guilt-trips or playing any of your games.
You make your own decisions, not me.
Because I'm tired of you and as it seems.
You say you're worthy but Worthy of what?
Worthy of Guilt. Of Pain and untrust.