I wake up nightly just to ***
I start before I'm there
It might seem strange
But as I age
I really do not care
I wake up to the alarm clock
My back's sore and I ****
My hips are screaming meanies
My chest hurts near my heart
I stumble to the bathroom
Like I did two times last night
My knees are cracking loudly
My head don't feel quite right
My vision is all blurry
My right arm is all numb
Three fingers are all tingly
I've a funny feeling in my ***
My shoulders ache like crazy
I sound like rice crispies with cold milk
I stumble and I bumble
I move as smooth as silk
All of this together
Means I'm alive for one more day
Getting old is ******
What more is there to say?
Mar 6, 2016
Mar 6, 2016 at 4:53 PM UTC
I wake up nightly just to ***
I start before I'm there
It might seem strange
But as I age
I really do not care
I wake up to the alarm clock
My back's sore and I ****
My hips are screaming meanies
My chest hurts near my heart
I stumble to the bathroom
Like I did two times last night
My knees are cracking loudly
My head don't feel quite right
My vision is all blurry
My right arm is all numb
Three fingers are all tingly
I've a funny feeling in my ***
My shoulders ache like crazy
I sound like rice crispies with cold milk
I stumble and I bumble
I move as smooth as silk
All of this together
Means I'm alive for one more day
Getting old is ******
What more is there to say?
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