She cries

Lost within the crowded streets

A child all alone

In a place unknown

Her eyes glimmer for the knowledge she seeks

But her voice is too meek

Not a person gives her a second thought

They simply do not care

A city that does not bother

To even look upon the weak

She has nowhere to go

And she feels so low

They are all but one kind

Yet she feels the need to hide

Amongst the shadowed alleys

Where she has always grown up

Child of the weak

Your future seems so bleak

But in your shining eyes

You yourself harbor hope

You are stronger then you look

And braver then you let on to be

You may cry

But you have dreams that cannot die