Sorry, little angel, but I’m going to have to drag you down…

off your cloud…you’re going to hit the ground…

face-first with dirt…and debris in your teeth…

you’re going to have to allow…

reality into your mouth…

You’ll appreciate the sweetness of ecstasy,

but you’ll hate the bitter aftertaste of agony.

You see…innocence never lasts…

In fact, it fades fast…

but don’t shed any tears at all…

Everyone falls.