Heidee Villanueva Manago
I was a child, living in this world of poverty
A world, where my innocence was taken
A world, full of misery and hungry
What is my future? What is meant for me?
Where are my rights, where am I supposed to be?
Do you hear my voice, do you see my soul?
Can't you see me fighting? Struggling for a life that I don't know
Can you extend your arms, hug me for a while
I needed that now, before closing my eyes and die