Gutter trash, left overnight to rot
Picked last, never first, never second
Always left behind, silenced, scarcely overheard
Solemnly took for your word,
you’re still there for a reason
You’ve still weathered through these times
I know you’ve seen others cast aside
Left in the streets of life
No armed extended
No aid offered
No words of affirmation sent
This is your time gutter guarder
Offer yourself to those who have been left behind
Tell yourself that you owe it to yourself to try
Life doesn’t come to those who choose to fly
Life finds those who choose to fight