Who hears the tears
that fall in the night,
or sees the pain poured
into a tattered teddy bear?
Who wants to feel the anguish
of a beaten and tortured soul,
Who can understand the mind
of a emotionally starved child?
No-one hears my tears
as they fall into the fur
of my teddy bears face...
No one wanted to listen.
No one wanted to open
their heart and mind to a
lost child crying in the night
only wanting to be loved.
Now no one will ever hear
my tears, see my pain
feel my anguish or even
understand the child inside.
The child died....
in pain...
unloved.....
unwanted.....
I died.
