You're sleeping well,
Your room is hot.
But i'm in the bottom of well,
My room is not.

You have parents and you shout them,
I have no friends and noone know my name.
My name is trouble i'm all alone,
I have no home or phone.

My home is streets,my family is my pains.
My dreams not so big just heat and meal for day.
My days are hard and no hope in skyline.
My name is trouble i'm dying everyday.