He once had a home

The man was homeless now
And he walks around, limited to looking through the top of his brow
'Cause no one sees him now
And when they do,
they look right through.
That homeless man was once just like you.
From the top to the bottom
The core is rotten
Being begged by the now forgotten
From gucci to primark cotton.
Have you ever felt them cold feet
Concrete bed, no sleep
Drinking cider cos the high is cheap
Shaking when you don't have it
Physically weak.
1 on 1 3 for 2
Getting money to forget is inbedded in you
Imagine walking around valentines Park
Its 2am even in light its dark
The nightwalkers are out , but your part of the loop
Never thought you'd be part of that now forgotten group.