Poor

I want to eat, Im hungry as hell
and there is no mom or dad to tell.
I'm living off the streets and eating the mice
and the sewage provided adds nice tasty spice.
I sometimes eat paper, though there isn't much taste
but sometimes it's good if you add lots of paste.
I found some raw chicken, though It's not good for you
So I enjoy eating this tongue of an old dirty shoe.
As I sit in this alley alone in the dark
I look around and hear a dog bark.
I'm so lost and afraid as I start to moan
but I accept that I will always be alone.