Lost Childhood

In this blue sky full of stars,

I was born.

My mother was the empathy of people,

My father was the money of people.

Surrounded by streets,

Roof my clouds,

I learned how to beg.

No direction, just to live today

A straight road I had to walk;

In this, I lost my childhood.

I saw people coming, going,

some smiling some despising

I learned.

In this, I lost my childhood.

In this blue sky full of stars,

With the moon and sun,

I spent my day

And lost childhood.