[Verse 1]
Cold concrete, old hoodie, hole in the sole,
Night bites while the street takes its toll.
Backpack of memories, heart full of debt,
Face full of shame from what they forget.
They see me on the corner, tighten their grip,
See dirt on my jeans, hear judgment slip.
“Lazy, crazy, probably chose it,”
Never ask what I lost, just assume that I broke it.
I was somebody’s son, somebody’s friend,
Had a key to a doorway, thought life wouldn’t end.
Now I sleep under stars that don’t know my name,
While they pass like I’m pavement.
[Hook]
Don’t judge the cover when you don’t know the pages,
Don’t measure my worth by the clothes that I’m wearing.
I’m fighting these nights while the whole world stares,
Trying to breathe through the stairs.
You see “homeless,” I see years, I see scars,
Battles fought under streetlights and stars.
If you knew my name, would you look me the same?
Or see there’s a human inside this frame?
[Verse 2]
Rain on the pavement, pain in the brain,
Train after train while I’m pacing the lane.
Every shelter has rules, every doorway says no,
Every job sign feels a lifetime ago.
Phone dead, stomach empty, pride running thin,
“Try harder” echoes within.
Try harder? I tried till my hands turned numb,
Till the landlord took what I’d worked for and some.
Till my paycheck was swallowed by bills and fees,
Till survival meant choosing what you lose on the streets.
One bad break, one emergency call,
One medical bill can shatter it all.
One missed payment, one boss saying “done,”
And the life you called safe can come undone.
[Hook]
Don’t judge the cover when you don’t know the pages,
Don’t measure my worth by the clothes that I’m wearing.
I’m fighting these nights while the whole world stares,
Trying to breathe through the stairs.
You see “homeless,” I see years, I see scars,
Battles fought under streetlights and stars.
If you knew my name, would you look me the same?
Or see there’s a human inside this frame?
[Verse 3]
I learned how to sleep with one eye half-open,
How to smile when my spirit feels shattered and broken.
Count every dollar, every meal, every minute,
Stand in line and pray there’s a future within it.
Called a bum, a threat, disgrace,
By people who never looked me in the face.
They don’t see the dreams, only what they fear,
They don’t see the years that brought me here.
I write with the anger of sleepless nights,
With hunger that gnaws and cold that bites.
Every bar’s a brick from the wall they built tall,
Every rhyme’s a fist when they refuse to hear calls.
I don’t need your pity, I just need you to see
That struggle doesn’t make me less human than you.
Still here, still breathing, still building my flame,
Carrying a future that knows my name.
[Outro]
When you pass me tomorrow, don’t stare through my skin.
You don’t know where I’ve been, you don’t know where I’ve been.
A name isn’t a label.
Before you judge the stranger, remember:
I got a name.