People, please help me
It is as if there is no place for me in this world
God doesn’t help me, nobody does
Be kind and help.
I am disheveled and dirty - you can barely see my face
Scratches cover me from head to toe
My feet are numb from the frost.
You can see my ribs
And people passing by say,
Poor little mite
And then I think that they would help
But they never do.
If I was to go to school,
I wouldn’t be appreciated
I would be counted as a special needs person
People are not considerate these days
No, not at all.
I have been fending for myself
Since the age of five
When my family was no longer alive
That is why I can blend in
I barely can survive.
Please help me
Please do
Think of all the people out there
And think of that small difference
And please let it be
Just me and you.
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