She huddled in the bus shelter chilled to the bone so far away home and completely alone the people in their houses so warm and dry that's when it all seemed so clear and she started to cry.did people in those homes appreciate what they got they don't understand her plight so probably not a life on the street could throw you some knocks dark sinister strangers made you heart wear a lock no one know how her sodden clothes felt a day with overcast skies from where freezing rain pelts she couldn't go back to her childhood home that's where danger abuse and violence still roam.