confined to the corner, alone
mother cant see the face she is shown
am i not worth ur passing eye?!?
just look at me all i do is cry!
I scream and tear and cry and hack
being visible to you is what i lack
i know u cant see me but i know u can hear
so why is it that when i bawl u wont come near

what happens when im gone
how will u be looked upon
the blind family
who never took the time to see me..

AUTHOR'S NOTE: It's a remake of a poem written by a friend. I
wasn't too fond of the original so I got their permission to redo it.
So I did.
 
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