This wasn't supposed to Happen
This wasn't suppossed to happen,
this is not how I thought it would be.
I'd pictured a life careless and free,
a happy human being.
Surviving among the streets,
ambling were I please.
This wasn't suppossed to happen,
I am beaten, mugged, and slugged.
The cops see me as a rug.
The people gaze in disgust,
while others avoid due to distrust.
Amity! I have yet to be loved.
This wasn't suppossed to happen.
I thought I could continue,
just live my life anew,
lifes pressures all askew.
So that I could choose what to do.
This has happened.
I have reached my breaking point.
Aches and pains all in my joints,
living on nothing but small coin.
I revert to life, a life that dissapoints