The World Within My City

There's another world within my city,
Where people cry and sleep on stone,
They scavenge and beg for food and water,
But in the end they always die alone.

I think once they were just like me,
They didn't deserve to end up like this,
But now they're oppressed and I'm free,
It was taken out of their hands it wasn't their choice.

However, it was their life that was stolen,
In the blink of an eye they lost everything,
Most can hear that old, rotting bell tollin',
For now they sleep broken, and on the streets.

They rolled the dice, and got snake eyes,
We hardly feel anything towards them but pity,
As we pass them by and they silently watch,
I hope they find the world outside my city.