Lost children

Oh little lost child,
Where oh where have you gone?
What had become of you,
When your imaginations had won?

Drifting and drifting,
Your mind, absent as well,
Maybe not so,
But what are you thinking? pray tell!

Starved of affection,
Treated like scum,
Left in a corner,
While they drown in rum.

Where are you going?
Little lost one,
When will your journey,
finally be done?

What are you looking for?
Will you be fine?
The way you are living...
Its not OK to lay your life on the line...

Maybe you shouldn't have run away,
It would be safer to live as a doll,
Quiet, still, decorated, beautiful,
And never having to see life's bitterness unfold.

You have my blessings dear child,
Be safe, please do,
They say ignorance is bliss,
I hope in your case, it's true...