By My daddy didn’t cry for the little girl, lost and all alone
I was secretly left behind the green door, without my own
I wish I had a moment that I was twinkle in my daddy’s eyes
My own mom, she never left me a last goodbye
When I was little, I envied the kids with parents
I still wonder for being abandoned in such early age
I’m living wild, don’t even smile, hoping one day I would be worthwhile
Never felt so alone like today, to be there with you, I’d walk a thousand miles
Sometimes, I cry inside of me yearning for my childhood days
This grown up life is more mess, “hold my tiny hands”, the little girl in me says
You were dancing inside when I was there behind the green door in the rain
It’s hard to watch my emotions die, I may never forget that pain
Whirling little dreams spinning around within me, I’m walking alone
What had I done so wrong?, an empty little soul in me groans
With no love or caring shown, no wonder the terribly abandoned child has grown
I wouldn’t be this strong if ever behind the green door I wasn’t thrown…
– Aakriti Bhandari
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