Cover to cover

Breathe. Breathe. In and out.

That's it. Isn't that simple?

The hard bit is done.

Oops, it isn't done.

My bad, it's puberty time.

Angst. Pain. Love. Acne.

Oh to be adult,

To drink, to vote, and pay rent

Where the fuck am I?

Middle age, wise one

Now I don't care anymore,

Shit my back is sore

Wrinkles tell the truth,

Came from nothing, going back

to dust and ashes.