Midlife

Feels like I'm running out of time
Feels like I'm dying, decaying
I can't comprehend all the changes, losses
I feel the world is gone insane

Midlife, I'm climbing the walls
Midlife, I'm fighting the loss of youth
It's midlife and I feel I've lost the touch I once
I can't be immortal again

I can't see the forest there are to many weeping willows
They are the fruit of age and growth
Fertilized and fed with regret and lament
How did I get so surrounded
How can I escape this place

Midlife and I'm climbing the walls
How did it work out this way
Midlife and I feel like I'm falling, failing
I can't get that zestful spirit again

What would I do if I had the chance
To travel back to the days of reckless youth
What would I change with lessons learned
Would I reach further
Would I achieve and fly farther
Could it be different, or would it be the same

I'm dying inside with this lament
Midlife and I'm not where I thought I'd be
I've failed, I've lost, opportunities have gone by
Midlife and I'm here in sorrow
Wondering how it all got this way