I stopped to take look
as if i opened a book
the mirror made it bigger
i rubbed it to make it clearer

what i saw
dang near beat all
the lines
the sag of the eye
the scar on the jaw
the crack of my craw

days of youth have slipped on by

as i sit ever so spry
careful now as to avoid another nick

i vow to never look again
in the light
ctrl+alt+delete
from my data bank
gone from this slippn mind
i will always be twenty-nine

do not receive me wrong
for i have no regret
for the scars of mine

sun and rain
strife and pain
carved this face of mine

it tells the story of
life and work
pain and strain
and worry

a life well lived
of all it and i had to
give.