It fades from this point on
chess board and black pawn
Yellow cabs and fast times
Singing my New York rhymes
Out of the street light behind the ally
Is a crying child named Sally
sleeping in a box next to becker
he never tried to rape her
It's cold and damp outside her cover
No one ever said they loved her
what is she going to do when she's older
nothing to look forward to but nights that are colder
Using behind the dumpster as a potty
only income is from selling her body
someone save her adn give her a dream
it's not as hard as it could seem

Well this is my first time.. I feel like Im naked in public, just kidding. I like thid place