I survived in the street
Begging for food to eat
Walking barefooted on the road
My parents have left me long time ago
I know they are in heaven
I'm left alone to survive in this world
No one care for me
I'm being ignored
With my torn smelling clothes
I'm just a child of the world
I grew up among bad gangs
Killers and smugglers
All through my life
Was suffering and pains
I slept in cold floors
I never have a soft heart
The street made me hard
I wish I was normal like other kids
My life was scattered
Sometimes I think of taking my own life
Why did my parents live me
I weep bitterly for them
I struggle to eat
I don't have a perfect life like other kids
Now I have to fight to survive
Kill or be killed
This is the gang law
The room for the weak
I'm child of the world