First day after chaos, 'm feelin' a little more upset then I should.

Got no money,

Got no food,

Ain't got no place I call home.

Some say I'm just a con,

Other's say I'm just poor.

I may be poor, but I,

still got a little pride in me.

Never thought I'd get far,

Yet I dreamed of a big future that I never ever got.

So now I sit here on the curve,

Writing this stupid song to pass some time.

Oh God, help me please...

Help me please...

I don't think I got much more fight in me...

My life on the line as I struggle to stay alive,

Most say I'm just a city piss, don't think I'm very tough.

But I just hope for tomorrow to come, and see where it takes me.

((A/N My first time writing a song... how'd I do? Its supposed to be said in Alex's POV  from when the confederate states were born))