Lullabies - Blessed One's Story

Longing for an Angel to come

Who would hold and call me her son

The voice I long to hear

Which would sing me a lullaby. 

But for now lullabies are blessed one's story... 

No record of that in my history.

I know a heartless gave me a heartbeat

But left me to be Dead. 

Where Kids of my age are happy playing gun

I am bearing the pain of being abandoned... 

I wish someone put back life in me

But this time from the kindest heart, 

Who would love me and be my mother

Like a shade in hot Summer!!! 

But for now lullabies are blessed one's story... 

No record of that in my history.