Blowed up, Growed up :)

I knew I grew up

Aftrer I blew up. 

In high school, allergies stole my thunder. 

It made me wonder. 

How to get out from under. 

This difficult condrum. 

It was ruff.

It was tough. 

I'd had enough. 

My mother stepped in,

And raged like the wind,

And doctors were forced to react. 

So with the right doses, 

More positive became my prognosis, 

I shrunk back to myself,

Put my hives on the shelf, 

And awoke in the soft light of a glow up.