No Fear, Go Forward!

Being youngest was my fate

 I always felt I had to wait

To go to school or hook my own bait

I had to wait to ride a bicycle 

My siblings did, I had a tricycle 

I had to wait for hand-me-downs

Not often did I go to town

A sense of inferiority

Seemed to have a hold on me

Even when the school did start

I didn't realize I was smart

That I was leading in the class

I thought that I was always last.

It took some time to understand

It's not the age that makes the man

Look at the thing, emotional age

The guts it takes to stand on stage

Some throw fits roll on the floor

While they're frickin' forty four

Spiritual age a child is ten

You love to see that child again

Fear of death at ninety two

No fear of death at twenty-two 

The young man took a look

Found answers in a Book 

Since I've aged accused to be

A milf of plastic surgery

I walk fast and laugh a lot

I'm not grey, my hair I got

I'm old on charts but I don't see

That age will ever bother me