The Night of a Beggar

As I lay here and stay up to the tree's and try to see the star's
I think to myself, what have I done wrong?
I must have done something wrong
Laying on the leaves with a bag of clothes as my pillow
Starving and restless, trying to figure my life out
Rewinding my memories to attempting to remember what got me to where I am
I must have done something wrong
But I cant recall what I did
As I lay and try to remember
I fall asleep in the leaves
The leaves of the earth in the woods behind a apartment complex
And when the sun rises,
I will continue my boring life of begging for money just to get a little food