I Am One of Them

Life's Hard It's filled with pain And misery My mind is stained Stained with every memory Sometimes I think today will be my last day This place causes me so much pain I wish I didn't have to stay Some days are worse than others I'm starving Dying for food I'd do anything To many things go through my head Will I be able to keep down my next meal? Will I live for tomorrow? Is this terrifying place even real? I feel so alone Yet I'm surrounded by people But this place could not be called a home There's no life in these places Or in these faces Everyone looks dead As so do I Most of us haven't been fed My eyes have been marked With these dead bodies that lay upon the ground Without a soul I still look at them Soon I may be found As one of them