From the end of days I think outside the
Box, Christmas time is here again how
Joyful, and happy everyone is, except
A few people that doesn’t have a home,
Everything is closed today, I try
To entertain myself, it’s cold and
Dreary outside, the missions are full,
I have to sleep out in the bone
Chilling cold, I walk around town,
Trying to keep warm, a policeman
Drives by and says, “move along don’t stop here,”
When the evening comes, I look in stores
Searching for toys, that might spark a
Thought of childhood gone wrong,
I huddle in a doorway and on my knees I
Pray, for a little warmth in my bones this
Day, the night wind comes I’m so
Alone, I go to a hospital to sit awhile
It gives me a smile, it’s never a good
Place to go policemen are called and
I go to jail, it’s very cold in here, while I
Wait, for someone to care, as I live my life
Without any fear..