There But For The.....

I'm cold, tired and hungry I'm living on the street When people see me It's me they don't want to meet My clothes are dirty and torn I'm in bad need of a shower I feel like I grow older With every passing hour My hair is messed and dirty My teeth are rotting away I hate my existance As I struggle from day to day It wasn't always this way you know At one time I had a home and family I lived on the good side of town A place I no longer see I use to make more monry Then I could ever spend But the down turn of the economy Put that all to an end So now I beg for pennies To get through each day Some people aren't very nice With the things they say Get out of here you bum Go on leave me alone Your the one who chose the streets It's not my fault you have no home I once knew the warmth of a home Everyday a shower and shave But I guess my next real home Will be when they put me in my grave 5-14-10/RJH