I was orphaned by the street
I was orphaned by the street; no home to call my own, walking down this road called life; abandoned and alone.
People always smiling and waiving as I walk by, I wish that I could let them see how I truly feel inside.
I just smile and wave; and pretend there’s nothing wrong, little do they know; how my hearts all but gone.
I whistle and sing; sometimes even dance to a song, but theres no music playing; the cords been ripped from the wall.
I hope there is a place for someone like me, where I can find some peace and the love of a family.
I know that’s not today and maybe no day soon, but I will never give up on making that dream come true.
Hour Drive Poetry©