I'm in a corner

I'm in a corner all alone

shoved in pile left for the forlorn

torn to the outsiders eyes

a symbol of pride that tears with a cry

a scream that pierces your ears 

one that echoes to the mountains and disappears 

I am the one and only that will yell without stopping

when will someone come and cry with me? 

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