What do I see staring back at me?

A Scatter of dots
that run on top of my nose
then they're splattered across these high cheek bones

A crows foot must have landed on both corners of my eyes

aging of a chin  
which slowly drags in

Discoloration of the face suddenly looks out of place

Once flowed through the air
was of long auburn hair

now a touch of grey
shows it's glare

While flakes begin to flow
where smooth skin use to glow

Neck at one time, long and fine now it has taken on a gobble design

What do I see when I look in the mirror?

not the girl you once desired
but now a woman who is tired