Old child

Your smug looks are only of shame to me
Look at your trophy.

enjoy your trophy.
It will not be yours for long.
You cannot even handle its mere touch.
You are an inexperienced fool
With a fools ambitions
No time shall you last.

When on your knees asking forgiveness
Remember me and the trophy
We are strong.
We have our own ambitions.
Worldly ambitions you cannot comprehend
Our course of life is set.

We go our separate ways
You must strengthen your emotional foundations
Only then may you have the chance
Only then can you set a course to follow

or even make it on your own.