about a kid

i was born from the womb
glad i'm out 'twas like a tomb
put me in my first babygrow
witness my first time playing in the snow

i'm seven and growing
now eleven,good at throwing
nearly a teen, doing alot of groaning
now i'm older, parents seem to always be moaning

at high school my talents are discovered
my great throwing is mothered
they say i could be in the olympics
when i was younger wanted to be in grand prix

as an olympian im happy
forget the days of a nappy
now thirty nine years of age
playing online games,i'm a mage

a lot of time has gone by
my body begins to sigh
all my life i'd been known
on my deathbed ,i will be alone.