Orphan’s Feelings

Alone I walk this world so wide,
No hand to hold, no place to hide.
The whispers haunt, the shadows call,
I miss the warmth once known to all.

The nights are cold, the days are long,
I search for where I might belong.
A mother’s voice, a father’s smile,
All just echoes lost to miles.

I see the other children play,
With laughter bright, they chase the day.
But I am bound by silent tears,
And dreams that fade with passing years.

I wonder if they think of me,
The family I’ll never see.
Did they know love, did they feel pain?
Or did I live my life in vain?

I build my world from broken parts,
I stitch the seams of shattered hearts.
And though the sky is often gray,
I still find hope in every day.

For somewhere deep inside I keep,
A secret place where memories sleep.
And in that place, I am not small—
I am loved, I have it all.

So though I walk this path alone,
I dream of someday finding home.
A place where love and I will meet,
And mend the pieces at my feet.