Why?

Why do I have to care that you cry when you yell at me?
Why do I have to listen when you try to tell me something?
I know what you're saying isn't true,
so why do I have to suffer?1

You make your own assumptions about what is going on.
You insist that you know me so well.
I know you don't understand me,
or even know what is going on,
so why do I have to suffer?2

You always go to some important adult figure in my life,
saying all these lies about me.
You don't even flinch once while doing this,
and I'm supposed to be friends with you?3

I have never said anything that was fake or true about you.
I have never told any adult in your life something about you.
I have so many things to tell, but yet I don't.
I am too kind to do that because I know what it will cause.
Why don't you do the same for me?4

The reason no one believes me,
is because you told them your lies first.
I will never get the chance to be understood,
because you had to go and tell people stuff first.5

I am not even comfortable explaining myself to anyone.
I don't want to be hurt anymore.
I don't want to risk being called a *bunny*,
because that is all people think of me after you got to them.6

I am supposed to listen to you babble on and on
about how I only care about my own problems and that I am selfish.
I never once told anyone that I had problems.
I listen to everyone's problems.
I never blamed anyone else.
I always put everyone before me.7

I have no idea where you came up with all these accusations.
I was only playing with my phone while listening to everyone else.8

I don't care that you all had permission to do homework there.
Some of you weren't even listening meanwhile I was.
And I'm the bad guy?9

You made your assumptions.
That's all right.
You can make those as long as you want.
I just won't listen or care.