Walking alone in the rain
Getting soaked through to the skin
No ware to go, no ware to stay
Walking alone on this wet day

Getting Hungary and tired
Need to sit and rest
People walking by, my presence unknown
My hand held out asking for help

Just looking for some kindness
But still my presence unknown
I rummage through the garbage
In the hope to find food
Checking the ground for pennies

I don’t want to walk alone anymore
Is there anyone who can see me?
Is there anyone who will help me?
Is it just that no one cared?
Or is just that they are scared

Am I invisible, unlikable, unacceptable
What is it that keeps them away?
When all I want is a friend
Who won’t push me away