Banished
I am not welcome
In a place that is my own
I am cast out, thrown out
Only my room in which to roam
But, I may not have smiles
I may not have joy
I may not stay for a while
When I can leave, I will not be coy
I will run, run away,
Before I get cast out again,
From my past mistakes.
No hands for me to lend.
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