Adam with no place to call his own. Adam of the streets to call his home. Adam whose needs are never done, is a man who n one cares for. He only sits there, begging as people walk by. People occasionally spare few change but never enough for a full meal
Adam sits there not knowing what to do next all he does is ponder how he got here. Maybe because he never was good at anything worth showing, like everybody else he knew.
Adam inside his rotten clothes, inside his mangled body, inside his horrible thoughts is a man who never has done nothing wrong who has done nothing to hurt anybody, who has done everything he could to help out, who would go out of his way to help and do what was needed to be done. but now he sits there and ponders what to do next.