I am a witness to the suffering
I have no place to lay my head
I feel empathy for everything around me
Except for those who make the innocent dead

I have a heart for the harlots
And for the homeless on the street
For those who've lost everything
No judgement will come from me

I cry the tears with those lost in life
The girl, The boy in the night
I don't think we're going the right way
It seems love is cold and out of sight

Everyone is just too selfish
To feel others pain to the core
Have to auto judge the helpless
love all the gays, the straights, forever more