My home can be
everywhere
or nowhere.
My daily meals
consist
of anything or
nothing.
My knick-knacks
and baubles
are the clothes
I
wear.
My money
is
only what
others
give me.
I am a being.
I am human.
I am homeless.
If only people
could see
where I stand.
and
help me
through
this all.
Will this loneliness
ever end?
Will I begin
a
new life?
Does
anyone
care?
Because
I
am here.
I
am
real.
I
cannot
be ignored.
I am a person.
I am alive.
And...
I am homeless. n
everywhere
or nowhere.
My daily meals
consist
of anything or
nothing.
My knick-knacks
and baubles
are the clothes
I
wear.
My money
is
only what
others
give me.
I am a being.
I am human.
I am homeless.
If only people
could see
where I stand.
and
help me
through
this all.
Will this loneliness
ever end?
Will I begin
a
new life?
Does
anyone
care?
Because
I
am here.
I
am
real.
I
cannot
be ignored.
I am a person.
I am alive.
And...
I am homeless. n
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.

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