I never wanted to grow up.
With aches and pains.
Poor posture.
An acrid abnormal hack.
Damaged nerves.
Deteriorating conditions.

Nah.
Not me.
I was expecting an exaggerated.
Night of narcotic negation.
Too many pills.
Too ******* bad.

Instead I became resilient.
A diamond ranting at the coal.
A piece of tin.
I just keep going.
Along with my mind.