Boys like us
With our arms
Strong like a rod
Our heads working like a clock
Boys like us
In our heart has a flower
Which we care for
But closer we couldn’t move an inch
Boys like us
Who love the four walls of a school
But for our survival
The closer we get is the gate of the school
Boys like us
Whose intellect are exceptional
But the best use of it we make
On the street to make us live
Boys like us
Who cherish a happy family
But has ours not
But only in imagination
Boys like us
Who have all to care for us but none
None but the street
We are the street’s
Boys like us
The street is our own
The street is our home
The only family we own