I spend my days wandering
I spend my nights in fear
Wondering and pondering
How it is that I got here
Living without shelter
Is more than no roof overhead
It’s the loss of safety and security
And sometimes wishing I were dead
Every day a struggle
Hungry, tired, feeling unseen
Being treated as less than human
Just because my clothes aren’t clean
Not only is my belly empty
My heart feels hollow too
You should see the way people look at me
I wish they only knew
You don’t know my story
How I was once like you
I had it all together
And then it all fell through
So have a little compassion
And some kindness in your eyes
Remember when you look at me
That I am God in disguise
Been there, and relate fully to the feeling. Now, we go up, since we have been at the bottom. #Beautiful #Moving