Out on the streets

Imagine that
Your dad left
And theres no where to go
You're stuck on the streets
With your three brothers and your mother
No food to die down your hunger
Because you have no change
Hidden in dark alleys
And forbidden to go out on the streets
You smell like garbage
And havent taken a shower in weeks
Your shoes grown thin
And ripping apart on the bottom
The clothes you had on that day
Dad dropped you, your brothers and your mother
Onto the streets
Is the only thing that you have left to wear
You grow ficious upon eachother
Not caring anymore
If the food you've ate was ate off of or not
Not able to sleep
In a warm bed
But on a hard cold stoned floor
With water leaking onto your face
Rats invading your privacy
Living in their's and yours sewege
Next time you think
You got something worse
Just try to imagine your dad
Dropping you and your three brothers and mother off
On the streets, and barely surviving
Smelling like garbage
And living in sewage
Out on the streets.