Worth of a Man

I sit upon a cardboard throne And wear a knitted crown No cash to buy my food and drink No place I call my home Unseen I pass amongst you Just a shadow on the floor An obstruction in your road I'm Not a person , just a lost soul Do you worry where I sleep tonight Do you wonder how I eat Do you wonder how cold It will be tonight Or if, I will last the night Am I measured by my wallet Or the goodness in my heart Am I measured by my suit of cloths Or the goodness that’s inside