• For every child who cries at night,
    alone with shame, pain and fright.

    For every child who dosen't want much,
    to only feel a gentle touch.

    For the beaten child who cries in pain,
    whose tears run silent like the rain.

    For the child used to satisfy lust,
    who never learns to love or trust.

    For the child taken from their home,
    and made to feel so alone

    For the child whose home is just a shell,
    where life becomes a living hell.

    For the child who smiles but can not feel,
    because of scars too deep to heal.

    This may sound weird though I’m not insane,
    there are some who feel the exact same pain.