I'm a bitch now?

You and your friends.

You guys call me a bitch.

You should know you made me like this.

And hatred worsened it all.

Guys AND GIRLS. 

You hate me, I don't care.

Really.

But as for that one person.

He's an exception.

And you know who you are.

And it just hurts me when I heard you said it and believe for myself.

It hurts a lot.

But OH WELL, right?

I can't do anything to change your mind.

The hatred in your eyes had been visible.

It's just that I didn't want to believe.

This feeling blinded me from the start.

I guess I'm too weak, eh?

But I know I couldn't have been stronger.

Yeah.

The feeling is too strong, and it's getting stronger each day.

No matter what you do or say.

God, it still hurts.

It hurts really that bad.

*Sigh.

You stopped missing, you stopped loving, and you stopped caring.

So why can't I do any of those?

Why can't it be as easy as it looks when you did those?