Be brave little girl,
And stand up to the wolves.
Hold your breath and open your heart.
Be vulnerable and kind,
Loving and compassionate.
For the wolves know no better,
But you do.
Make sure little girl,
You are ready to run,
When the wolves show no light,
In their withering souls.
There are those that suffer,
And love is no cure.
So pick your battles little girl,
and always stay wild.