I sit here with this broken smile, those around me can't see the bottom of the ladder, im overlooked by those around me, they ignore me and don't care that in my heart im drowning, they don't bother to lend a helping hand because it effects their perfect plans, if they had it their way the homeless would be the deceased, to them we are like a cancer or a plague that walk the streets, to them we are nothing but numbers in a line, they do not care if we live or die, as long as they have greed in there pockets they will forever be blind, they treat us like sheep being led to slaughter, I am an outsider that has been forgotten, those with power don't care about the fallen, they have forgotten what it's like to be at the bottom, you are an outcast to them and they don't care that they are pushing you deeper and deeper into your coffin.
~NINJA
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