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.