The Child who had no dreams

There was a kid, playing in the park.                It was late, mid night and it was dark.                               I walked up to him and said.                     Hey kid  shouldn't you be home, in bed.    Does your parents know you are here.            He looked at me, with a face full of tears.        I'm nobody's child, I'm nobody's child.           I get no mother kisses and no daddy smile.   I know its sad it seems.                                      But I'm a child who has no dreams.               So I stay in the park all day.                              Until Midnight, I play.                                         Laughing and looking up to the sky.                That keeps the hurt inside.                                 Then he started to swing                                   like he had forgotten everything .                    I looked up to the sky.                                         As tears started to fall from my eyes.              It made me plainly see.                                     That this child, was once me.