I am no longer a good girl,and I cannot find the way to home.

I am no longer a good girl,and I cannot find the way to home.
I got through the city centre,ran across the zebra-crossing with my little Teddy-bear.
At the last,I stood on the crowded street.
The city liked an interlaced maze,I got lost in it.
Rains fell down from the dark sky.
Cars passed by in front of me.
Nobody could see a tear rolled down my cheek.
Teddy asked me,when we would get home.
How could I answer it?
I was a girl,who had ambitions for the studies,and the ideals.
I was a girl,who used to in a good mood and had smile on the face.
I was a girl,who knew what she had to do,and what was good for her.
I was a girl,who…
God is a clown.He likes make joke with the children who are intractability.
I tried to find some one could help me,but where is he/she?
I tried to find the way to home,but where is the way?
Who can tell me?...
I kept running and running,no matter I was so tired.
Finally,I hurt my knee when I fell down on the ground,and felled asleep in the cold corner.
That is not my youth,not my life.And I can not give up finding my self.
but,when and where will I see the sunshine?