Metaphor poem final

I like to sleep, eat, and did I mention sleep?
I hide and stay out of problems
that I could've prevented,
but chose not to 
'cause I'm a trouble maker
and I love to cause messes
I have my mood swings and am unfriendly especially when bothered during a nice nap
I hate everything and everyone
but since you gave me food
I'll love you and be nice
since I'm only nice to those that I like
And also since skinship is a comfy feeling
I apologize in advance for my short attention span
I try hard to behave, but sometimes I can't
and I end up slipping up
But don't hate me please?
I'll always be there for you
and I'll keep you  happy
Unless you decide to ignore me or be mean
then that's when hell starts and I get mad
My mood will turn upside down
and all I think is-
Don't touch me
Don't even look at me
or I will give you my mean look
I don't care if you get hurt
and I don't care what you say
I am a cat
Don't get in my way