The moment I saw the weakness of my cells
I attempted to get rid of my past self
I cast my puniness down into the hellfire
And build anew a man better than the prior

The demons of the bygone era taunt me still
But of steel I must build a will
Mindset of tungsten, muscles of titanium
A face of stone and a brain of new

Yet I am reminded of how irrelevant I am
No better than just another miligram to a kilogram
Never will I achieve perfection
And for this reason I feel no satisfaction

Yet apathy to ones fate is disgusting
I can't allow myself to become such a thing
For me giving up is more tiring
Than it is not trying