The hate of my life.

As I grew older, my body changed; just as my mind did. My mind wasn't the only thing changing as people's minds and interest changed. They were loosing interest of my personality, my body was more interesting to them.

As the world was sexualising me, he didn't; too busy hating me. He, made me feel comfortable to be around; and we yet hate each other's so much that it hurts.

Destiny will not make things easier, 'cause he was getting in my way.
Nevertheless, he'll help me out whenever I need to.