And if not, then what am I?

I`ve given you the space you want, I have not disturbed you even for a moment, Yet I`m still treated with that cold shoulder. Am I really that annoying? To you, I`m nothing but a pain. To you, I`m just a fly as disgusting as ever! I keep a distance away from you, A distance as far as a mile radius. Yet still you give me that cold stare. I feel as though I`ve done something inhuman to you, The cold stare, the constant ignorance all seem true to me. And all I get is nothing to call myself a human. For I`m just a ghost, You don`t see me… correction…you can`t see me, That you`d even pass by me as though I don`t exist. Am I really such a big drag? That you can`t even sit close to me like before! You`d rather sit away with two or more seats in between. And the stinking conclusion I draw is I`m nothing but a skunk to you! Question is what have I done to you? So big that even the walls give me that cold stare! So huge that the road is full of thorns! That`s the weight I’m carrying because of you! So am I fit to call myself a human? And is not, then what am I?