Im just a little girl loving in my little world
A world of boxes. old bags and blankets
I see you ignore me avoid my gaze and take the long way round
I have no home no family and no love
You walk where you wont meet my gaze nor my eyes
You don't want me to ask for what you will throw away
Not a glance not a stare
My eyes are moist in tears, My heart warm ache
I want know
Do you care?
Do you not have to give?
What will you do with the rest of your sandwich?
Do you want to talk to me?
Will you look at me and into my eyes
not just at my rags and my empty cup
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