Listen up little one Times have change For nothing is sweet or tasty Where dreams are turn to haze No one will love you Many will judge For one false move I gurantee you You will be charge I'll love to save you Teach you and guide But you have to learn From failure and nasty noise For this is the cold hard truth I can't explain why So after you falter And grow weak in your knees I hope this poem Would give you a hint of what life is Do grow into a strong person Deep deep inside So if one day I meet you I'll know for sure You've grown into a cold blooded person And nothing more.