Even though we’re homeless we are still a human being
Some people walk around thinking we don’t have feelings
Some treat us different and at time you have to worry
But how can you judge someone when you don’t know their story
They don’t know what we went through, sometimes it’s a shame
Some judge us on how we look and even call us names
Some people could care less, even when we’re hurting
Just because we’re homeless, we’re still human we have feelings.

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