Walking alone.
Shame shadows my life things I want and can’t have always around. The streets are my home so what if I walk alone. It`s not a choice but destiny. so when people see me and snicker about how I dress about how I look do I turn around no I just hang my head in embarrassment I know its wrong but I’m alone that’s why I walk alone because no one wants me because I’m a lost cause who can blame them my mother didn’t want neither did my dad. So the streets love me at least that am what I think. the days go by and I just stand waiting for a hand of help that some one will come and one day walk with me so that I wont ever have to walk alone again .