Well she's a perfect image with her porcelain skin
But her face tells a story and she's wearing thin
A van-Halen T-shirt, ripped jeans, and a pair of old Puma shoes are the clothes that make up this homeless girls home.
And she looks all alone as she sits on the street corner
But she's been on the streets since she was fifteen cause it's safer than home.
She's just one of millions.
There are more of her all over the world
And why aren't we loving them more?
If I feel like I'm better than them I've created a sort of animosity
And it's toxic.
It could ruin my soul.
Because someone once said that feeding them was like feeding Him
And if we bow our knees at their feet it's like we're bowing to Him
and don't get me wrong we don't have to make them our Idol
But if we humble ourselves before them
it's like we've humbled ourselves to Him.
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