For every wound there is a remedy. Seek to understand and then be understood.
Downcast looks upon my sickly face,
afflicted by presumptions,
plodded for my questions,
beaten for my insecurities.
Diagnosed by rampart dismay,
quarantined out of fear misplaced,
rejected to remain in my hidden place.
No cure for this abating ailment,
only to remain outside society,
they stand unrepentant,
while I remain with this disease.