An orphan voice

An orphan voice

listen to my voice , when I cry, when I suffer with people of this world, moving from place to place just to find love, care and peace but what do I get? I just get a life full of pain.

My first job was at aunt Ann's workshop where I had to work as a cleaner but every second of that work was painful, Mrs Ann used to make me clean the floors until they shine, she used to force me to collect all the dust in the shop and eat it as food for she said she couldn't provide me food. As an orphan I had to suffer . I tried to make my life fun and comfortable by playing music from an old radio and sang my way through the old shop. The customers were wondered by my beautiful voice that they gave me money, I used the money to eats instead of eating dust .One day Mrs Ann found me eating food , she got mad and blamed me stealing money but the truth was I got the money from the customers , she just got more mad and a slap flew from her hands to my face , she then kicked me in the tummy until blood came out of my mouth, she then threw me to the wall and started hitting my head to the wall until blood came out of my nose. But why is she punishing me with no prove that am the one who stole her money .She then locked my in a dusty room for a week . In me I was regretting the day I was born .Will this end?