Shes born into a world that stands in humanities captivation

but is always left untouched

A child swaddled in raggs of cloth yet smiling all the same

Unaware that the cloth she wears is trash soaked and stained

Blossoming into a women, looked down upon in school

Silent whispears trace the humilite she undergoes

"Homeless"

She treads for miles making her way home

the streets and alleys mark her life it is her only home

"homeless"

She cries seeing her mother sick shivering from the cold

but the only blanket left was used to make her school clothes

"homeless"

She may read and write even know every word

although as long as shes living here it'll always be overheard by the whispears

"homeless"

she matchs all the rest not diffrent in the least

Her mothers gone shes all alone but now she must forget

"homeless"

he found her , he loves with every last breath

He saves her and showes her shes been better than the rest

"homeless"