The Lost

The Neglected

Like our friends the Forgotten

We are never remembered

But most of us are dead

For we are forgotten but young

Younger than the rest of the Lost

We're those whose parents forget

Whose siblings never cared

Whose relations misused

And most of us starved

Ended up beaten so badly

Ended up in gangs that mistreated us

Ended up dead in the streets

So desperate were we for anything

Food, shelter, clothing

Everything they have with ease

We gain through pain

For everything has a price

But ours are the worse

For we cannot watch from the shadows

We cannot fight

For we are nothing like them

Yet we cannot be like ourselves either

For we are the unable

The desecrated so badly 

The malnourished

And we are the Neglected