I'm Sorry, No Structure

Help me.
Help Thyself.
It’s in your interest - For your better health.

You’re still a rookie, and I can tell.
At your age, playing for the Premier,
Will never end well.

Your pleasantries.
They aren’t allowed to meld.
I can't afford delivery of this forward contract.
That I regretfully dealt.

I know you’re carbon.
And I’m Iron melt.
But such strong bonds, sometimes,
Should never be smelt.

Such materials mould war machines.
A final blow,
For you,
I never want felt.

You,
Always was you,
You simply don’t deserve it.