The boy within, Confidently chatters Prattles on about, His Virility Ability Dragon slaying defiance The man without wears, Warpaint Where he should wear, Armour. It races his heart Tightens his muscles, Empties his gut Of fear, Warpaint Shown to the obstacles In his life, He is here to win On his side he has, Warpaint Battles in the world of work Hustles through the day, A small victory At the ATM, A positive balance, He thanks his wins, Warpaint But it cracks and peels Along the lines, Of his grimace and smile They share the lines, His weaknesses and fears Revealed throough the lines, He went to life with, Warpaint He should have had Armour.