Friendship wasn't meant for convenience and neither was love. - Me

I know I said I'd be posting here an there but it has become so much harder to sit down and write something... For those of you that don't know, I've recently just picked up a second job because of personal/family reasons. I'm also going to school full time right now and trying my best to past my classes, even though I'm hella lazy and I believe I'm not going to do my homework, I try anyway.

Here is something that I wrote for class... it isn't that long, again sorry.

Homeless and Blind

Silience fills the cold dead air
At what we used to stare
The conflict inside their mind
We did not see and could not bind,
whole hearted dreams to a ravished broken reality
We could not get out of that mentality
of me, me, me, me, me.

We see them litter the ground in Paris, France
From there all the way to the United States
This dream state is but a trance
To the hungry as they sit and wait
Being denied their meal they perish
Over time their numbers begin to vanish
Yet they increase, due to the fact that we can't see
That everything's become about, money, money, money.

We fight for ourselves and defend our vanity
Until it escalates into an unforgiven calamity
A slap to the face and still we will not wake
To rescue others from their dying fate
Over time we lose obligations and ability
To control this forsaken thing called superficiality.