The chip........

My much awaited,"Microchipped"boy
came out, thundering like Zues' bolt;
turned his head with a great frown.
.Why the glaring lights?
turn them off.
I knew he was different the
minute Iset my eyes on him.
What have I done...was my only thought.
Now he is grown,
if only I had known;
slim were the options to send him back.
His night is day,his day is night
pills for food,booze for water,
looking for a constant fight.
A wild mustang....obeys no rules,
body pierced like a sieve,
to any advice-he does not give.
He is his own drummer
dances to his own beat.
A mother's nightmare come true
when will he learn,I  havn't a clue.