I walk down a crowded street,
I feel cold and alone
amongst many I am nothing,
in a World of plenty

If I were to enter public places,
people refuse to see me
I am a woman of depth and full of
possibility ..

tossed away like trash, to  
unforgiving streets

Just once would like to be seen .. for the
person I have become,
not for the broken Woman
who's past has come undone

I walk along the crowded city streets,
It's clear to me now, that what once
was a lost soul amongst millions of others,
has at last been found.