"Why?" They ask me, their eyes waiting to see if I was going to bulge, their ears ready for some gossip, their mouth ready to spread some lies, their mind already making up rumors.
Because I will lose too much if I did.
Because I will still fight it.
Because I can do it.
Because I know my worth.
Because I'm confused.
Because I'm afraid of judgmental people.
Because I'm afraid of the disapproving looks.
Because I'm afraid of rejection.
Because I already know what's going to happen next.
Because I don't want pity.
Because I'm afraid.
Because I've been hurt.
Because I aim to please people
Because I don't want to lose friends.
Because I feel everything.
Because no one even cares.
"Just Because." I say, nothing more, nothing less. With that I walk away.