Silver spoon children, why don`t they see
It’s because they`ve never battled, like you and me
All that they have, they have no idea
Blundering forward with no apparent fear
All they can think of is having fun
But what`s going to happen when it`s all said and done
How will they cope when they have to stand on their own feet?
Be accountable and the real world they meet
I suppose that`s what happens when all comes with ease
When the parents think they are helping by just trying to please
All of life`s lessons have never been learnt
So in the end they just end up being burnt
I urge you stop and take a look around
Before one morning you find your face on the ground
Watch who you stand on when you`re on top
They may be the one you need when it`s all come to a stop
When all that you are used to is no longer there
If you`ve been nasty, who do you think will care
Learn to use and appreciate what you`ve got
If you think it will last forever, it surely might not
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