Written by my dear friend Giovanni Juarez.
The bad boy behind bars, just watches his tears falling down the wall,
Trying to forget where he really's at.
Crying on his knees, looking to the sky, asking for forgiveness, and asking God why.
Why He chose for him this life, to forgive all his sins, and help him do right.
Asking to the heavens, to be put back together,
That she'll understand, that he really loves her, and won't fall again.
He was living crazy, he was living fast. Just to be with her, he buried all this in the past.
Now she is in the free world, he's behind these walls, she didn't believe him and she moved so far.
He'll be out some day, for a new restart, and will go to get her back, no matter how far.
He's expecting now, that she gets this letter. If she likes the poem, he will be much better.
This is a real story, all about the truth, the girl in the story is as pretty as you.
The bad boy in the story, crying on his knees, wasn't an invention, 'cause that boy is me.
Listen to your heart, I would never lie, if you were with me, I would never make you cry.
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