I know I done bad.
I know I done wrong.
That's why I'm here.
I know I deserve
To be locked here real long.
I am so sad.
Could you have a little pity
On this boy who's been bad?
Could you find it in your heart
To visit my pad?
The awful despair
Is so hard to bear.
I know I done wrong,
And I know that it's fair
That I'm locked up in here,
But have mercy on me.
I can endure most unhappiness
Except the despair of long loneliness.
Yes I know I done bad;
I know I done wrong.
Please visit my pad
Before I'm long gone.
Cy, August 15, 2010