Age

Something I think about way too much. I really feel like I am trapped in a body and existence that is not my own.

The reflection in the mirror
Can't possibly be my own,
It surprises me to see and know
How my mind and body have grown.
To be older and wiser doesn't always seem best,
The changes I face are like an emotional test.
Will I pass or will I fail?
Are my answers right or wrong?
It makes me wonder why in our youth
We are told to be patient, be strong.
And for what good reason?
Is there some type of magic in age?
Seeing yourself decades later
Is like being nude on a stage.
So when will I accept the changes
That I am starting to feel and see?
Will I get to a point when I look in the mirror
And say to myself
"Yes, that is me"

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Fear it's more acquiescence that's finally acquired with age. Most fear that moment before the mirror, alone with true thought. You know you better than you think. You've passed.

Very well said.