My face is getting round
And my hair is turning gray
I'm only in my early 30s
It's not supposed to be this way

My old T-shirts are getting tighter
And I hate looking in the mirror
I never used to have to work for it
Now I'm depressed that age has caught up with me

Laying in bed doesn't solve anything
Watching the same shows over and over
Crying that my life can't just be written for me
I have to participate in a script that can be uncomfortable

Sometimes, when I sneeze
I accidentally *** a little bit
It's a side effect of giving birth
A funny little parting gift from my kid

This body has been damaged in several various ways
I used to be smaller and more attuned
My face thinner, eyes brighter
But I have officially aged past my youth

I'm still learning to view myself in a better light
To accept the woman and mother I've become
And be more mindful of my wisdom and experiences
Because I wouldn't have these wrinkles without laughter and love