streets

always there for others but whos there for me? alone im left living in the streets all these strangers with friendly faces in the cold im left a heart that races feeling like its going to beat from my chest wondering what bad will happen next knowing only bad do i get tired of the hurt and pain why so easy is it for me to forget? will there ever be a end? where is everyone now? those so called friends I suppose they've forgotten me Daily struggle to get through..alone im left in the cold streets