Of all the poems that she wrote in this second collection, this is the worst. She made mention:
"Lullabies is a book that, over time, will reveal itself to you slowly."
What actually revealed to me is that she is trying to sell an anticipatory heartbreak, for you to appreciate her "whimsical rhythms". In addition, she is trying to be the next E.L.James, selling BDSM as a YA read. She wants her nursery rhyme about "I’d take you out, fuck you up against the car." to appeal to teenage jejemons who cannot ingest malayang taludturan.