Homelessness

I’m not invisible but I am unseen
I may be grubby but am I unclean?
I don’t need pity or empty words
I need to know you’ve really heard

You hurry passed eyes turned away
You rush towards another day
No time to stop no time to spare
No time for me no time to care

On the edge living on the edge

I may not fit your cosy view
I’m streetwise cunning well wouldn’t you?
Be just as hard be just as tough
Just turned sixteen and sleeping rough

The system says no home no job
The cynics call us whinos yobs
The pimps and pushers try to claim us
The “good Samaritans” want to tame us

On the edge living on the edge
 
They say we are” the new dilemma”
The homeless young the social lepers
No fixed abode no “room with a view”
We’re on the edge we could be you

On the edge living on the edge