What am I to my loved ones?

An independent individual, a seemingly strong person, a girl who is afraid of rejection?

Or a bitch who is devoid of any emotion and feeling?

I'm ****ing miserable now.

They don't understand. Being the people I love most, being the ones I always stand behind of, being the pillars of my life, they had chose to believe words of someone else and wag an accusing finger at me.

What am I to them, exactly?

Someone tell me. Please tell me why I'm here when nobody bothers about my existence. Tell me why I love them. Tell me why I am upset and crying when none of them would know. Or care.

Just let me be some unknown. Let God take me away when it's time. Just stop that annoying intrusion into my life.

Leave me alone. Leave me the hell alone. Please.