They think that I am dumb

That I do not notice their whispering

That I do not know it's about me

But I do know

And I know what they say



They used to whisper about how ugly I am

How I was lying about getting guys

Once I proved them wrong on that

Know they say I'm bi

Just because I wear make up



They call me a hoe, slut, whore

I mean it's nothing I haven't heard before

But why?

Why do they care enough to make fun of me

Why do they hate me?



I close myself up to them

I pretend that I do not care

But it's a lie

It hurts when they say those things



I joke around and wink when they say I sleep around

Because its either that or show how much it hurts

And let them win

So I keep it inside I do not show anything

Because that it better than showing that I care