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Words from a homeless boy and an insight into street life and his true protector.

Drifting About:

Floating around the shores of a beach, whilst being all out to sea

I've been drifting about, the days are becoming so long

Nobody told me, it could so easily, happen to me

It's not that it's bad, I've done nothing wrong

It's just time, as I knew it, seems to have skipped a beat

A month became a year, like time decided not to catch up and meet

Nowhere to sleep, little to eat, only new wayward floaters to greet

Can you see me or do you choose not to?

Acknowledge me, don't look straight through me

I'm a human with a heart, if it were you, I'd ask about you

Like, how did you get here, how are you going, what's your view

On political matters, religious stuff, world concerns, that you see

Put down ya phone, look into their eyes, talk to someone anew

Can't find a job, most boss's don't like me, that's how it seems

Can't sing a tune or get the right pitch, just listen, that's what it means

Living by the seashore, breeze in my face, no windows, in diss free place

Be careful who you trust, they'll steal every dime, it's a damn rat race

Friendly folk, pass on by, throw you a penny, 'cause ya down on your luck

Some girls get down on their knees, handle da merchandise, then suck for a buck

Now quite peckish, haven't eaten for days, down on one knee, oh fcuk

Can you see me or do you choose not to?

Acknowledge me, don't look straight through me

I'm a human with a heart, if it were you, I'd ask about you

How did you get here, how are you going, what's your view

On political matters, religious stuff, world concerns, that you see

Put down ya phone, look into the eyes, talk to someone anew

She'll be right mate, but every next day, I'm still looking for a place to lay

Under a bush, upon a park bench, those damn insects, are having a field day

I've had enough, I got the courage, dialed the number, to get me out of here

Up pulled a Combi Van, with a smile on her face, as she wiped away a tear

Silence all the way home, just a nod or two, I'd gaze at her, the way ya do

At night, laying in bed, thoughts rushing in my head, most are true

In the morning, staring at a mirror, I finally saw the boy that my dear mom, once knew.

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