Londons Lonely People

They're locked up in empty rooms,
prisoners inside a shell .
Prisoners within corner blocks,
they're locked up in a cell .
The beggars cry with empty guts,
but no one hears that sound .
Busker's breaking the silence
singing in the underground .
Everyone is lonely
without friends to relate to.
Someone is dying,
someone is crying,
maybe it's you .
London's lonely people the hungry homeless breed .
Indeed.
London's lonely people passing by,
don't take any heed .
London is such a lonely place,
some people just pass through .
Prisoners in their empty rooms
with hearts broken in two .

By Paul McCann