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Mar 2011
Why me!

I watched the sun go down
anxious and with a frown
I live my life on the street
doors and alleyways are where I sleep

I watch the nocturnals run about
I am scared I become their prey
always awake salty tears I weep
I feel abandoned and ask, why me

I am lonely forgotten too
no family or friends, just me
I will arise to face the day
In this life there is no other way.

Β©andrewpenman2011
I penned this within minutes of viewing an artists friend painting called Alone and forgotten about living on the streets
Written by
Andrew Penman
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