Lost Child Poem by Rebensky JeanCharles

There is a lost child walking the streets of depression.
While his parents are taking sips from a depressant.
He plays alone in his room, believing that he was doomed since the moment he came out of the womb.
His parents walk the hallways of the home not noticing his presence.
Even at school he is alone, he keeps to himself believing that no one cares about his opinion in matters.
He is a lost child in a world of despair and deception.
He is nonchalant in his feelings, he shows no emotion because he was given no emotion.
He walks the path of life with his head down, afraid that if anyone seen his frown they would believe that he was a clown.
He never cheers because the tears in his eyes has only seen lies.
He never says a peep because the real world has hit him deep even within his sleep.
He is a lost child with a heart that was never given a spark.
He is a lost child that only needed love and compassion, but was given only dissatisfaction.