Curiousity killed the cat

May your scar never be there

Full of sharpened arrows was I full of
Naive but needed for my survival screamed for him to leave
Young and full of curiousity begged his foot on the ground
Shot him down was then what I did
But hold on now for never was it on accident
Daftness maybe? Not really
How can that be may people ask

Shot him down was what I did
Blood red flows from the left of him was what given as his prize of curiousity
Defenses for the young man did I give but not of acceptance
Shot him down was what I did
I, then described as, a heart full of nothing

Do you like your prize now young man?