Lost Childhood

The Lost childhood....

Lost in the crowd a pair of legs
Small and cute but she begs
You can see her on street
When people use to ill treat

She has nothing to tell
But looks as if coming from a hell
She has beautiful eyes
Which painfully stare your face

School she never seen
for which she had never been
She always carry a small plate
while others carry a slate

She used to cry sometimes
for she starve many times
She lost her childhood
for the cause of livelyhood