At a funeral recently I met a lot of people I hadn't seen in ages Like from a hundred years ago (so it seemed) What got me was, some of them it looked like they'd hardly aged at all They looked....they looked nearly exactly the same Now Me! I'd changed... I'd aged a lot The trials and tribulations of this life had taken their toll I said to one of them "Y'know you're still as young looking as I remember you Is there some kind of Dorian Gray thing going on here You don't have some mysterious portrait hidden away up in the attic" I went on "Y'know you could do a movie and you could play yourselves And when you go up to the attic and unveil the picture Me! I could play the part of The Portrait staring back at you You'd recoil in horror O! It's my true self, it's... it's so decrepit, so terrible looking (LoL)".
Me! when I look in the mirror all I see is a ghost The very distant memory of a once beautiful looking kid.
A bit exaggerated this (I'm not that bad looking I think LoL) but this came into my head at the time, on seeing these youthful old mates of mine. The Feckers LoL.