Up for ruination of the thinking
Seeing the mixing up of the mind
I have never understood and why should I
I am searching with my eyes being blind.
I have been an albatross to culture
I have never fitted into what is what
I am state of art at asking questions
But what answers have I really got?
I’m just one of the homeless
I’m a figure on a board that don’t exist
You’re just one that don’t care less
Cause if you did any complaints would persist.
I’m just one of the homeless
You don’t make an effort to even understand
Are you really one of those that don’t care less
I’m one of those that can give a hand…
It’s just the homeless.
Many sit and think of wreck and ruin
Many see destruction in my mind
Many think my life is of my choosing
But it’s just a life that’s not defined.