You?

Its people like us who are not worth to be looked at Who have nothing to our names And wear old cloths barely covering our cracked skin Thirsty for water and longing for care Its people like us who stand at your door step Singing songs without a melody just so as to make you hear What our hearts are beating to, nothing but hopeless thoughts Wishing you to open the door and give us something to eat Its people like us who are so annoying Apparently we make you uncomfortable It’s not our intention to It’s just that in our minds we still think There are people who care for people like us Who would like to help us live Are you one of them?