When you no longer have shelter, you no longer feel safe.

As the cold bites you, all you can say is what did I do?

All you can feel is the hunger, seemingly endless.

And all those people just stare at you

They could care less, untill it happens to them.

Then they say that they should have cared.

But in this world, no one see's the hunger in a homeless persons eye's.

Not untill they are the one's beging.

Like Me.