I don’t know who I am
or where I belong
I am just a little poor kid
Whose parents are long gone.

Every scar you see on my face
Has some story to tell.
The life right now I have
Is a living hell.

Every day I pack my bags
And pray my god to send me home
I don’t belong here
I am all alone.

I dream of a gentle heart is on way
To  kiss my scars and take me away
But for now I am just a poor little orphan
Lost in the world of unknowns.

Surya Shalini