When you were young, you didn't fear me
But when you became older you found me, and you really had a scare
Black or white you didn't care, as long as I wasn't there
If you try to be rid of me I'll serve you a scar
It'll make perfect even more far
And I dare you to, smoke a cigar
If you do, we might both get worse
And I might stick around, a hole to be your curse
What am I?
Don't judge the rhyme scheme!
You may be
A pimple (or acne).
When you were young, you didn't fear me
Young people don't get pimples.
But when you became older you found me, and you really had a scare
Adolescents start getting them, and hate them, often afraid they'll be made fun of for their appearance and/or that they'll seemingly never go away.
Black or white you didn't care, as long as I wasn't there
Blackheads or whiteheads.
If you try to be rid of me I'll serve you a scar
Trying to pop pimples can leave scarring
It'll make perfect even more far
Scarring, or acne, makes perfection even farther away. Either fits. I think scarring was intended?
(Thanks @Daedric for helping me parse this line)
And I dare you to, smoke a cigar
Smoking has been linked to acne.
If you do, we might both get worse
Smoking can make acne worse, and lead to scarring on its own. It can also harm your health.
And I might stick around, a hole to be your curse
The hole-like scar left behind.
I think you are:
Cancer
When you were young, you didn't fear me
Children may not understand or be aware of cancer
But when you became older you found me, and you really had a scare
Black or white you didn't care, as long as I wasn't there
Found and/or were diagnosed
If you try to be rid of me I'll serve you a scar
It'll make perfect, even more far
Have a tumour surgically removed
And I dare you to, “smoke a cigar”
If you do, we might both get worse
And I might stick around, to be your curse
Referring to lung cancer
