The cops pounding on my door wakes me,
Their voices sing words of power as i gather my things,
They watch as I hurry,
picking up things i should leave, stupid things,

I forget my toothbrush, hairbrush and clean socks,
Grabbing deodorant was such a last thought,
Holding my tears to not give you the satisfaction,
as you wait by the door smiling in anticipation,

Leave, and dont come back, the cops say,
Do you have somewheres to go, somewheres to stay?
I nod, thinking of my sister, and all my friends,
I start making calls, and they all turn me down, im starting to feel afraid

Where do i go, What did i do?
The sun is going down, and its starting to get cold,
My heart beats faster, aware im all alone,
I make another call, to the one who claimed he loved me,

He says hes sorry, but his house is too full tonight,
although he can come meet me,
wherever i am,
and he did, as he said he wanted me,

Feeling the comfort of his arms around me,
didnt make me forget i have nowheres to go,
i say no, i dont want to do it tonight,
but he ignores, fingers slipping past my jeans in an attempt at love,

Its past midnight and im standing at the bus stop,
all the busses have stopped running, and i dont even know where i would go if one came,
i look through my bag of random things i grabbed,
my fingers way past numb,

My laptop is cold in my lap,
my world of words hidden in the hardrive,
i could pawn it off,
stay in a motel for a night,

But id rather sleep on the empty streets,
then give up my true and only love,
I should have grabbed more sweaters,
A blanket or maybe a warm coat,

I dont know what im going to do,
or where im going to go,
everyone has taken my mothers side,
and wishing me to the abbadon of hell,

Social Services say i can be in a group home or foster by the end of the week,
But what do i do until i get that call?
Stand on the side of the street in my addidas asking for money?
Id probably get jumped and beaten until i fell,

So, instead of sleeping on the cold bench i found,
im writing this, using the light from the screen to scare away my shadows,
Finding no warmth in my loneliness,
only thinking about tomorrow.