On the five foot ways
When the day is dark
The homeless and drug addicts
They make home sheltering them
Sometimes under the bridges
Away from the public eyes
The homeless and drug addicts
Smoke their lives dreams lost
In the vast volume of “I never make it”
The eyes watery minds hope
Reality sinks in the way they should be
The lost souls giving up hope of life
The wrong journey the listless life
Sometimes love affairs
Gone wrong minds gone
The zombie walking
Never know the day and night
We choose our lives
The journey we take
On the wrong turn
A life long of regrets
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