Obviously you know that it will happen someday. At first you think it's just you're a little tired, it takes a little longer to get up in the morning, you can't pull those all-nighters you used to do as a teen. Injuries don't heal as fast as they once did, and there are strange aches you never had before.
Then one day you realize, you're getting old. Obviously, it beats the alternative, dying young, but watching and feeling your body slowly betray you is hard. You are used to operating and acting a certain way. You've always been able to do this before . . . now it's harder, more painful, more tiring, more dangerous. Why do those kids drive so recklessly anway?
Your sex drive diminishes, and maybe sometimes you can't get it up, or at least all the way hard. Then you notice the grey hairs and you can't deny it any longer.
In my heart I'm still a kid. I want to go play and run around. The soul is willing, but the flesh is ever weaker. Getting old sux, but it beats the alternative.
Then one day you realize, you're getting old. Obviously, it beats the alternative, dying young, but watching and feeling your body slowly betray you is hard. You are used to operating and acting a certain way. You've always been able to do this before . . . now it's harder, more painful, more tiring, more dangerous. Why do those kids drive so recklessly anway?
Your sex drive diminishes, and maybe sometimes you can't get it up, or at least all the way hard. Then you notice the grey hairs and you can't deny it any longer.
In my heart I'm still a kid. I want to go play and run around. The soul is willing, but the flesh is ever weaker. Getting old sux, but it beats the alternative.
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