Tuesday 11 July 2017

They saw me as contaminated 
Tarnished by blood and soul
Dipped in tragic inconvenient woes
Too sensitive and too honest
Too candid and too earnest 

Nobody likes wounded people
Thrown into mud by a stormy life
Everyone wants to forget sadness 
And be with the ones who smile

Though the distraught and downtrodden 
are the ones who are torn and abandoned 
And who definitely need support 
Everyone just cuts them off
Like if they had a contagious disease 

They can't stand a truly open heart
Because they're all emotionally rotten
And they're unable to just love and care

Like it's the only thing that matters

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