You probably don’t wanna hear about this
But let me first start by saying this is real
These might be the people that you miss
The ones that are helpless
Are the ones that need to be helped
Always struggling to find a meal
I’m not talking about the homeless and the sober
The depicted are the dying addicted
All of humanity, disregarding the conflicted
Something nobody wants to talk about
There has been hope projected
You’re not alone in this never ending battle There are others like you, simply neglected
It’s time to step up
Make the call and put down the 400lbs cup
May 27, 2018
May 27, 2018 at 12:49 AM UTC
You probably don’t wanna hear about this
But let me first start by saying this is real
These might be the people that you miss
The ones that are helpless
Are the ones that need to be helped
Always struggling to find a meal
I’m not talking about the homeless and the sober
The depicted are the dying addicted
All of humanity, disregarding the conflicted
Something nobody wants to talk about
There has been hope projected
You’re not alone in this never ending battle There are others like you, simply neglected
It’s time to step up
Make the call and put down the 400lbs cup
When will people start to notice?
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