What do you care if I'm sat in a doorway Why would you worry Its not happening to you What if it was me Who ignored your humble pleading How come its me Who's Down on His luck I may not be able To feed myself daily I might never be able to vacate this box The rain washes over me It drenches my soul But I'm not looking for money To purchase bagged dope I once was a lawyer I used to be sane I once was a driver I once held some fame The inevitability Of a gambling addiction Mentally ill. You don't know my story I'm invisible to you I'll ask for some change As you walk on by A coin or a note To get me some coffee Some leftover food Some chicken or bread You'll never experience The destitution of this life You will never witness What my eyes have seen The heinous afflictions Of the impoverished and desperate I hope that you'll never Rake through these bins I once had a house Surrounded by fencing My lawnmower wa...