As I look towards the ground,
I see all sorts of brands.
Jimmy Choo, Nike, and more.
But I also see my bare, dirty feet.
As I look up,
I see all sorts of styles.
Ponytails, dreadlocks, and more.
But I also remember my choppy, dirty hair.
As I look to my right,
I see all sorts of bags.
Coach, Adidas, and more.
But I also can feel my worn out, dirty sheet sack
I don't know what to think,
when I see these people.
But I do know one thing.
I'm tired of this mournful, dirty lifestyle.
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