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My hair turns from black to grey to white As I lie awake for another night I can no longer hear the stories my youth tells Too young for a midlife crisis, too old for everything else My own legs don't work like they used to before I can't even be swept off my feet anymore Every time I look in the mirror, I think I used to be thinner But that won't stop me from having pizza and coke for dinner I talk more and more, in the past tense I'm not used to saying "used to", at every chance I tend to forget all my friends' birthdays The days change, but not more than my weight My growing fat has got no place to hide My jeans' pockets have barely got place inside There's another wedding I'll miss tomorrow night The only thing I will stay up for is a Zoom invite There are so many things I don't even know anymore The only music in my playlist is from a decade ago I could swear that time goes slower everyday So how did I grow a year ol