Why my skin,
My skin is bent and so different,
I don't even recognize,

Myself anymore;
Who's this shadow mocking me,
How's he know so vividly,

Where's my face I want to know,
Destroyed my taste exposed my soul;


My days seem to be numbered in vain,
My ways seem to allow,
Re-attain the point of view

It's not just me it's me and you;

It's natural,

The fear of growing older,
It's natural,
The mirror's getting meaner,

Until you realize,
You're meaningful,
And that'll last forever;


I can see,
I can see beyond me,

The problems that I have,
Are only a blessing;
As the days seem to unwind,

Leave a proud calendar behind,
There's a place I want to go,
It's not a race it's even flow;


I know, there's no way to break these chains,
More so, I embrace the change,

Entertain that state of mind
Than you don't ever have to stop time;


As the days seem to go passing by,
Remember that you can't rewind,
But what you can do

Is not when but who it's me and you