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It's a short rhyme about the difficulty of being middle aged. |
Middle Aged When you get there you're not quite sure, As you kid yourself around, Most entertainment seems a bore, And it's hard settling down.
You often wonder what is true, Was the path chosen up to you, Or indeed the experience that passed, Was delivered through various paths.
Yet believing these ideas were yours, Coming across them from all sides, Were forced upon you by a cause, Stemming from greed and pride.
What now to do is unclear, Wishing to remove this terrifying fear, I say release yourself from the show, And feel at ease and let go. |