#2676-Homeless
To help hold others up,
Is a natural act.
Yet at times,
I meekly stroll by,
Without looking up.
Perhaps it’s the fear,
Of seeing myself,
In someone else’s eyes,
Urging me to walk on by.
To help hold others up,
Is a natural act.
Yet at times,
I meekly stroll by,
Without looking up.
Perhaps it’s the fear,
Of seeing myself,
In someone else’s eyes,
Urging me to walk on by.