Forsaken and forlorn...
She was the one that was always scorned...

She was unwanted...
Unloved, and forgotten.

As she cried herself to sleep at night...
It was her own arms that comforted and held her tight.

Begging, pleading...she wanted so much...
Just to feel her mother's loving touch.

And still she waits...
Knowing she will never be held in a loving embrace.

But children can't be told such things...
And it hurts her deep inside just as it always has...

And she waits...
For some one to love her...and hold her tight...

And forever she'll be waiting...
Forever she'll cry.