pass a days I as every [bad word] a set ways
having nothing in a pocket, I waste time in the end
being in thoughts and with unclear strangeness in head!
simple so left! I am silly! I beyond the years!

and Everything about it 
said to me! i'm stay in [bad word] And ever been a feeling guess
i feeling it but i homeless

trying to go on crowded streets there is a feeling of a fear!  
all [bad word] and hurry up, losing hope remain!
this picture is so silly that I dread to think that will 
be farther in the world which so in chains

flowers blossom on a beds! And birds are sing and spoil the heads!
the dog gnaws someone's bone, from a human hand!
the empty bottle isn't filled! and life seems ready to the end!
I homeless and for me it's not a shame!