'Crying is pathetic'
'You're such a baby'
'Why do you have to be so soft?'
'Crybaby!'
'Don't let your emotions control you'
'YOU FUCKED UP BITCH, IT'S JUST A CUT'
I still remember the things you said to me, but I never expected to believe in them. As days, weeks, months and years passed, you slowly molded my heart the way you wanted it to be, like clay. Never giving me a chance to decide for myself. You controlled me like a puppet, trained me daily......until the tears ran out, until my feelings vanished. You built walls around me, and locked me in.

Now? It's funny but, I'm saying the exact same things to the people around me. I can't help but scoff when I see someone weeping, or roll my eyes when someone gets scared silly. Sensitive people makes me angry so much I get scared of myself.

If you were still here, I could just imagine your proud smirking face. After all, right from the start, I was losing this battle, you had the biggest advantage...yet I kept on trying, hoping.......but you were too strong, and I was too weak.

I lost......so I hope you're happy with what you've made me become.