Don't see. Don't look.
What's that? Over there?
Hands over their mouths
in horror of travesty, shock.
Worried whispers, "she's different, she's not right"
No one sees, the tear, the fear, the longing to be
What you want, what you could never need
Misunderstood, self-riteous and vehement
Turn your head, look away, let someones problem render dead
The blood's on you; the blood's on me
part of the problem, part of the solution, part of me.
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