Outcast

Пилипенко Сергей
I'm just a little boy
Lost in a world of cruelty,
Noone cares if I'm able to survive.
   
My Mom left me like a toy,
Like an old and needless thing
And now I have to struggle for my life.

Every time I have to face
Brutal blows of merciless fate,
To be outcast hiding in the shade.

I am lost within the maze
Patting darkness for bright days
To fix the faults I haven't really made.

I see the eyes surrounding me,
It truly hurts my dignity.
Because I'm not a subject of disgust.

Though my clothes are torn and stained,
And I look like puppy in the rain,
I still have strength inside my pumping heart.

I see the light up in the sky
Which I still follow in the night
It will bring me calmness I believe in.

Expelled from world of sick and blind,
You see I'm the one not of that kind,
Somewhere I'll find a magic tent to live in.