She always craved to be loved

but never found that special feeling

She always wanted to be free

but never found the gate of leaving

She always longed to be heard

but lost her voice from the beginning

Always a child yearning for hug

but never huged and always fearing

The fear of being the unwanted

leaded her life as smiles forgotten

She always longed for true emotions

A happy life makes trees to blossom

She lost her smile, her lips now sealed

She lost her hope, the blossom tree

She now stares as times gone by

Her hopes and dreams are left behind

They did not know her heart and soul

They only knew she should be sold

She was their victim all along

A life they craved for them much more

But she was fooled, at last she knows

A fake life is all she owns

As tears roll down throughout her face

A glimpse of hope inside her fades

Nowere to turn, nowere to go

No arms for her, no happy home

For fifty years she was alone

A golden cage was all she owned

She though she had a star above

to lead her way into the dawn

As mothers sing a lullaby

her childhood dreams have passed her by

Alone and empty she's left to mourn

the blossom tree...the happy home...

the dreams she had and now gone.

A fake life was all she owned.