the choice

i see you
on the sidewalk
just sitting
clothes worn out
a single big toe
sticking out of your shoe

when i walk past
i feel a small tug
like a connection
as though we used
to know each other
but then stopped
for whatever reason
buried in the past

you stir as i approach
several crumbs fall
from your scraggly beard
and shock
is written all over your face
uve felt it too

its almost as though we
used to be friends
best friends but
just stopped one day

it all starts to come back
when our eyes meet
the things you went through
the way i couldnt help
then the ultimate choice
that we werent friends
anymore

theres such a difference
between us now
you on your mat
me in my suit
looks like we really did
go our separate ways

and now what happens
should i stay and try
to help you out
but ive already tried that
a long time ago
i guess it didnt help

you see the successfulnes
all over me
and ask for some cash
just like you always did

but i dont know
how am i to know
that you wont just go
blow it on more useless stuff
just trying to make it to
tomorrow while today slips away
through your fingers
like wet sand

so now the choice is
all up to me
your life is in my hands
i could help you
but i really wonder
would you be worth it