Don't Mess with Me in a Dark Alley

I may be small, I may be stuck in the NICU,

I may not be able to breathe very well yet,

but look at my arms. Look at my hands.

My  haircut even makes me look tough,

don't mess with me in a back alley.

One day, I will stride through the world

strong with optimism and goodwill.

I will fight, I will fight, next to my papa

for all babies that need our help.

I promise you that.