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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