Tomboy

She's boy-girl butch
Her chinos and a shirt
So strong and proud
No trace of dust or dirt
And every day
In park at early dawn
No place to stay
From family she is torn
A real misfit
With nowhere to belong
She's used to it
Been told that she is wrong
Stay safe and strong
While you are sleeping rough
Oh boy-girl life
Means you need to be tough

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Tables and Benches

Sleeping on a bench
He is just a child
Growing up alone
Growing to be wild
When he is a man
Haunted by his youth
Look him in the eyes
Tell the bitter truth
Saw but did not act
Knew but did not care
Passed him sleeping rough
Had but did not share
Life is not a game
Life is so unfair
Tables could be turned
What if you were there