Calling me those names won't make me cry. So I am a bitch, what's your problem then?
When I stand up for myself and for what I believe in, you call me bitch.
When I smile and flaunt my hair, you call me bitch.
When I tried to talk to you even though you have a girlfriend, you call me bitch.
When I stand up for the people I love, you call me bitch.
I just don't care. And believe me, when I uttered those words, I do really don't care.
Life is a bitch anyway, and so am I.

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