People Drive pass me

July 10, 2013

Summer’s heat burns me

Sun is high and I’m alone

People drive pass me

The leaves are falling

The air is cold, I’m hungry

People drive pass me

Now the Earth is white

People are falling in love

They still drive pass me

rains hard everyday

And I am still very hungry

People drive pass me

All the time, yet one no helps…

Homeless and alone

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