So many faces
Pleading
Stained with sorrow
Watching others
Blinded by ignorance
Walk straight past them
In a hurry
To get
To their perfect life
No time
To stop and help
Or ask if everythings ok
So many faces
Tired
Wrapped in fear
And news paper
And a little hope
That someone will be along soon
So they can eat
Or get that next fix
Or maybe a sip of cheap wine
To wet their cracked lips