You wake up one morning,
To find yourself on the street
When you were so sure that
You just went to sleep
In your own room in your own bed.
Your family is gone,
Your money and all.
All that you have are the cloths you're wearing
And the hat on your head.
Your feet are bare and swollen from frostbite.
You're covered in Goosebumps from the cold,
You don't know where you're going
And you can't remember where you've been.
All you know is that you're alone in the world
So you have to start somewhere and the only option
Is to start over.