Something else

Fucking pijamas?!
Fucking pijamas?!
This is where you live?
This is where you hide?
Is this your home away from home?
Nice place...
Look, a piano... a fucking piano
Music...Art...
What for?
Does this makes you a better person? ahn? Does this makes happier? Is this what you wanna show to society?
Now i see why you get confuse, all these stuff, they don't belong to your world. They are not part of you.
C'mon, lets go back to a world that YOU understand, me...you... the boys...beats, the fights...
-No more fightingggg!!
Shut the hell up! I trained you, i feed you, i teach you, and how this?! No fucking way!
You'r my dog, that's what you are, a dog! And always will be, you can never scape what you are!

Well, this is my version of a dialog in the movie Danny the Dog, wich i've watched at least 5 times.
I don't mean to apologize violence or slaves. In deed, this make us reflect how many are gang slaves in out city...