Two Cups

I see you looking behind you.

 You are going to keep your child, It's on your mind.

You don't care about them behind smiling & picking.

Your power is all over you as you cut them with your eyes.

They are trying to make you feel naked & alone.

Stop looking at them with your sharp eyes.

Don't let them turn you bitingly cold.

Take your little cash & make a tone

Sharp image on your life

For you & yours

Like sharp cheese you see your gold

Now turn your eyes away in move alone