Sjoerd Lammers
By
Rebecca Cherrington
Will you notice me?
The streets are cruel they don’t notice your tears
They just notice the model poster behind your ears!
You stay on the step with nowhere to go
People have no compassion to show
One day someone will notice me
The elderly man with nowhere to be
I had a family once upon a time
I went to war and now they’re no longer mine
I had some problems when I returned you see
The things I saw and did were so messy
I turned to drink and you can guess the rest
I ended up on the street with my possessions clutched to my chest
This is my story I hope you see
My hope one day someone notices me
Addicted
Addicted to you
Don’t know what to do
Don’t want a substitute
I only want you
Can’t see past this
To quit is my loved one’s wish
Every night you set me free
Dangerously, slowly killing me
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