Homeless
I have no direction,
belong in no place.
Just a big pile of nothing,
taking up space.
Passed by all whom are moving,
with not even a stare.
No words are spoken,
cause nobody cares.
I'm not even seen has a man in a box,
who has not a key cause he has not a lock.
If I scream its ignored if even heard,
so I keep to myself not a peep,
not a word.
Most thoughts I admit confuse even me,
If I had some place to go that's where I'd be.
I once planned for the future but it didn't work out,
so I'm stuck in the past all that's present I doubt.
I'm all alone I've no kids or a wife,
puzzled by my existence and purpose in life.
If for you life is good thank GOD that's its so,
that you don't have to live the life that I know.
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