I wander the streets at night unsure of the time and 
     date
I ask a man for the time...
All he does is spit in my face and tells me to leave 
     him alone
I go to find an alley to sleep in for the night and 
     maybe nights to come
As I walk my stomach grumbbles in pain
It's been a whole week since I last ate anything and 
     even then it was only a slice of bread that was 
     mouldy
As I get to a dark alley I wander if it was all worth 
     it
Leaving my friends and family just to get some privacy 
     and to get away from the arguing
It sounds crazy now but at the time it seemed like the 
     only thing to do
I find a card board box that was big enough to have held
     a fridge so I climb on in
Laying in the box I try to figure out where I am and how
     I got here
I decide that maybe if I go back home maybe everyone 
     will accept and forgive me 
I am hungry, tired and lonesome
Now that my mind is made up I try to get some solid 
     sleep
The next morning I wake up and use the pay phone to 
     call my mom to have her come and get me so we can 
     be a family again.