Being homeless
Being homeless doesn't mean
I am not blessed
It's Just societies way of putting me through a test
I know that to you ,I am blessed
So please give it a rest and stop saying
I am a insect
I am already sad
It's not like I didn't try .
Don't add to my stress
and stop trying to get me arrest
I'm not here to impress you
already I'm in a lot of distress
And I can't protest for my justice
I'm finding place for satisfactory of rest
I want to make a small request
when you pass by me ,stop and just say a small by me "Hi"
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