I sit and ponder
My hip and knees hurt like no other
You ever wonder
About your age?
Growing old,
Unable to escape
I do
It’s frightening
My emotions
Spiraling
Think about this
Its enlightening
Yes, we grow old
But today is the
Youngest i’ll ever be.
That’s something to think
about If you ask me.
Apr 17, 2018
Apr 17, 2018 at 9:04 AM UTC
I sit and ponder
My hip and knees hurt like no other
You ever wonder
About your age?
Growing old,
Unable to escape
I do
It’s frightening
My emotions
Spiraling
Think about this
Its enlightening
Yes, we grow old
But today is the
Youngest i’ll ever be.
That’s something to think
about If you ask me.
Growing old and never getting younger, think about it and ponder.
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