They scream every day
They cry in the nights
In pain they must survive
Trying to mend the pieces
Of broken relationships Forsaken
Wondering what's wrong they did
To deserve the hell they receive
Wondering if none ever sees the truth
Wondering if it's their crime to live
Wondering if orphans they are
Yet all are living , happy alive
Yet their egoes all that matters
Trying to prove who's right and wrong
Whilst the little ones pay the price
To the cost of their lives
Living like slaves in custody of others
Trying to feel home where they will Never be loved
Trying trying to get through the fire Whilst bleeding from every angle
Sometimes you don't see when actually are hurting
Hating why they live whilst you tell Them to survive for your sake
The very reason why they suffer
Longing for you affection when you Chose to ignore
Claiming your setting things straight
As if they created the mess.
©meisha
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