Is the world getting fuzzy
Or is it just my eyes
When I say I’m doing fine
Is it truth or is it lies
In some places, I’m going bald
In others, I’m too hairy
Life used to be a lot of fun
But now it’s kind of scary
My calendar is far too full
I can’t do anymore
But god forbid I clear it out
Doing nothing is a chore
This growing list of things to do
Can’t handle sitting still
I want to have good mental health
Without taking a pill
Each time I pass a mirror
I see someone else’s face
Why’s everything’s where it should be
But feels out of place
Things have become so brittle that
They break when they should bend
To the outside I am “go go go”
But inside want the end
I remember days when I was young
Back then I was much stronger
The sun is gone, it’s time for bed
But I stay up a little longer
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