I wrote this after reading an
article in the newspaper saying
that there are 26,000 homeless
young people here in Australia
alone.I know it is a worldwide
problem but this article really
hit home just how bad the situation
is, especially here in my homeland.
Through my words I tried to imagine
how life must be for these
lost souls.

* * *

I seek shelter in a doorway
Or sometimes in a park
I find it hard to get to sleep
For I hear voices in the dark

They tell me I'm a loser
In this world I have no place
But no one hears me cry
As the tears stream down my face

I could not possibly return
To the place I once called home
Where I was beaten and abused
I would much rather be alone

People are quick to judge me
They take one look then turn away
They don't understand my situation
That I have nowhere else to stay

How I'd love to be a part
Of a normal family
A place where I'd feel loved
And no harm would come to me

Within the depths of my despair
In the middle of the night
As I suffer here in silence
I am void of love and light

But I must face reality
As I continue to roam
Out here on these streets
Is the place that I call home

21 June 2005