The mask of a brat
Behind the happiness
And innocent charade
Was a lost child
Craving for a little love
Cruel, how they ignore
Those eyes of his
Pleading for them to take him in
Yet they manage to avoid
Or how his little frame shivers
At the cold night
Wishing a little warmth
Of a family he long for
The street is still busy
And the night is long
Everyone has they own business
Ignorance to a hurting child
Why does fate too cruel?
To abandoned this fragile child
In the arms of humanity
That will stain his purity
When will his misery end?
Or when will someone notice
That behind the smile
Is just a lonely child?