A Quien Pueda Interesar

To whom it may concern
Sleepless and cold and this is the only way I can express myself
Now at home I trust you, a lot of time would have to pass here
I can't even see the daylight and the minutes take a long time to pass
And bars built by man take away my freedom
I admit that it was me who drove to the abyss
And my bad decisions got me locked up
Now I live confused, mostly regretful
I don't even live a day full of happiness
Just a photograph I had as a memory
Holding back all the tears that came when thinking
That the image projected in that sad memory
Because of my wickedness, doesn't want to dissipate

To whom it may concern
If I interest someone
Don't judge me for being a prisoner of helping
I've been marginalized from the environment of this society
I wonder if I'll have hope or a chance
But no one listens to me anymore, I have no one to think about
I have many questions but few answers
I'll just keep waiting to see what happens
Maybe this letter, this writing, is in vain
This world is selfish and no one will answer me
If... to whom it may concern... to whom??
I send the letter, time passes... passes
I didn't go home... home

Because for my people I represent a threat
Years can pass... months can pass
And I'm sure that no one will care about me
A letter without a destination, I didn't put an address
Signed with relief straight from the heart
To express my feelings but nothing happens
I'm still here inside, stuck in 4 walls
While a mother suffers from desperation
Knowing that her child is in a bad situation
The offspring I had, I only contemplate a portrait
And thoughts accuse me because I wasn't an example

How could it be that my divine family
I don't know what to do with this, I feel like I'm dead inside
And only one thing remains for me to ask
Again... to whom it may concern??... to whom it may concern
But one early day the unexpected happens
I receive correspondence, someone had answered me
I accepted it quickly and felt like a breeze
I even gave a smile to the one who gave it to me
I prepare to open it and consequently read it
I was anxious, the moment I had to see it was coming
And when I finally open it and have it in front of me
I start reading and it said the following
Upon reading your letter, I can see your suffering
I'm sorry you went through those events
And for that reason I read this
Because worse things than what you're going through, I went through
I was spit on, whipped, despised, and humiliated
My body was destroyed and I was also marginalized
Completely disfigured, wounded in the side
I was subjected to beatings and many didn't accept me
I carried a cross on my back, there were three falls
But I got up and continued to my destiny
I didn't stop for anything in the midst of that pain
Because nothing was greater than your perfect love
After that journey where I was whipped
There was no mercy, I was crucified
Taking away my guilt, almost dead and dying
If I died, I resurrected and saved the world
Since then I promised to always be present
I only asked that they strive and be brave
And even though you've never wanted to agree with me
I haven't abandoned you for anything, I've always been with you
You were part of what I did on Calvary
And very few still remember it daily
And now that you know what I did, I want to ask
I gave my life for you... to whom it may concern??
to whom it may concern...