My streets do not have names,
My life, forever the same.
Why must I be alone?
My house is simply not a home.
I want to live my life
In abundance, without strife.
My street has no name,
My life remains the same.
01/12/1980
Author's Note: ... old stuff.....
Posted on 10/21/2008Copyright © 2025 Joe Cramer
Well done man and I can relate.