the young grow old

Im a cold blodded creature and all i mean by that is that my body temperature drops tremendously or rises ginourmously depending on the weather. Not to mention i kill in cold blood. i have not actually killed anyone thou. Not on purpose anyway. I did try to get that little boy stuck inside me out surgically but the operation failed misrebly. And the young lad is still inside breathing his last breathes. Doctors(society) have told me to make the transition quick and easy. And to just let it go. But immaturity (the name of the aforementioned lad) is a fighter and like most fighters it wont give up without a fight.

If "immaturity" becomes a part of you like it has become of me,(lets face it, its who i am), then its not as easy to let go as people might think. God as my witness knows ive tried (referring to the failed operation i mentioned a coupleof lines ago) and ive given up. Now there's only one road left, which is to let nature take its course. So "immaturity" shall live to see another day. And as many days as he wishes. For i hope against hope that i will know what the right time is to let him go.

And already as i finish writting this im beginning to feel old, is it time??

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