I hold the huge bars
The rusty bars with my tiny fingers
I stare all day at the wall
The tall wall that blocks everything
The light in my life
Only an ugly man stands there
With rugged uniform and a gun.
From the juvenile court
To this hell prison
Everything seemed a dream
Times of great darkness
I bare resentment towards everyone
Everyone who had a hand
In all that made me be locked away.
It was all a mistake!
I never was part of the gang
Yes I am a street boy
Yes I have no parents
Yes I wore tatters like them
Yes my friends are part of them
But I never took anyone’s jewelry.
The tall wall bridge the love
The love that I had with my dove
The love of the street.
The noice of the street
The warm nights I had in a corner
I hate the arrogance of all here
I hate their constant argy baggies here.