Two Things at Once (Part 1)

I begged mom again and again
But the label said ages 14 and up
Rules were made to be broken
I always get what I want
The possibilities
For irresponsibilities
Outweighs the benefit
Of our children’s creativity
Mom said no Ponies allowed
But she doesn’t have to know
«Mom take me to the hospital!»
Perforated insides
I’m too young to die!
Sixteen hundred people die
Every year just falling out of bed
The possibilities for irresponsibility
It’s just too much to be put in the hands of a child
I grew up to be the man you see before you today
The Second Amendment defender
With the self-inflicted gunshot wounds