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.