The Girl I Used To Be
Extra pounds pad my frame
But I’d rather just ignore ‘em
Cause in my mind, I still see
The girl I used to be
My driver’s license say 52
Where has the time gone
On a good day I feel 18
Like the girl I used to be
When I get up, I hear
Creaking and popping sounds
My back is weak and hurts a bit
But some days I feel young
I can't work as hard
Walking hurts my back
I take pills every day
For my aches and ails
Gray hair has found its way
Into my crowning glory
But L’Oreal covers that
So it won’t be showing
Wrinkles and a sagging chin
In my mirror appear
But I turn away and I still see
The girl I used to be
My hands are not as lovely
As I remember them
I look at them in surprise
As if to me they don’t belong
Sometimes I forget things
I know I used to know
Of all the things I miss
I miss my mind the most
Copyright © Anita Lovelace | Year Posted 2005
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