So hungry, but too proud to beg,
Even if I did you’d spit in my face.
I never asked for a pseudo savior,
But you just keep walking anyhow.
On the sidewalk, this is my last leg,
All I’ve done until now is a waste,
I have been on my best behavior,
What do I have to show for it now?
I hope the look in my eyes is enough,
For them to understand my anguish,
One of them has to be compassionate,
And understand exactly how I feel.
Somebody else had to have it tough,
And has some sort of hope to give,
The reality is they don’t give a shit,
They would rather just see me steal.
The wind wipes out some of the pain,
A thousand words each blown away,
On polaroids of those I once loved,
Into the gutter where they belong.
By now you’ve forgotten my name,
If you saw me would you still say,
That even when push came to shove,
I would have a shoulder to lean on?
People who promised to never leave,
Wouldn’t offer me a dime these days,
People who once claimed to love me,
All agree that I got what I deserve,
The collective smiles make me grieve,
I am not even worth their change,
They use my misfortunes to feast,
On how their life is so much better.
So cold with nowhere to call home,
I’ve been turned out too many times,
The street is what I truly deserve,
Because nobody will ever need me.
It hurts more than you’ll ever know,
Being persecuted for your crimes,
And you’re too vain to be bothered,
So I am left here alone in my misery.
Each day someone will briefly stop,
To tell me everything will be okay,
In the most insincere tone of voice,
That crushes my spirit even more.
This isn’t the only problem I’ve got,
I try to explain as you walk away,
This way of life wasn’t my choice,
But thanks for your lack of support.
I look for a God every single day,
And tell him that if he cared at all,
He would mercifully end this life,
Since I’m too weak to do it myself.
Everyone still treats me the same,
Like a leper, like a leaf in the fall,
Not worth the effort or the sight,
I’m not a human worth trying to help.