I feel myself
Fading away
I don’t know who this guy is
But I fear he’s here to stay
It’s Not evolution
It’s Not adaptation
Just a reminder that
Nothing gold ever stays
I don’t know why
I don’t know how
But I pray
My family keeps me around somehow
I
Really
I’m not concerned
Necessarily
Because
People channge
But I just feel myself
Fading away
Like dust
I don’t know
Or better yet
Like sand
In someone’s hand
And before you know
It’s gone
I don’t know
What’s gonna be left of me
When all is said and done
I just
I feel like
As I gaze into the mirror
I wonder about the man looking back
Who could that be
How could that be
I look at myself
Like I’m just a distant memory
Not really there
Shifting
Shrinking
Graying
Doing all
But ever staying
I see myself fading away
But I’m still there!
I’m present…am I?
I don’t know
It’s unsettling
Am I an outsider
Am I lonely?
I’m not alone
But I don’t know
Exactly what’s happening
Anymore
I look at the world
None of it makes sense
People look crazy to me
And I to them no doubt.
I’m not engaged to social media
And from sports and AI, I indeed stray away.
I wonder if
me quitting drinking
Is contributing
to this sensation
Is this clarity?
Revealing the masquerade
Of a wayward society?
Am I fading away?
Perhaps, but perhaps not.
I can’t quite tell you
Of what’s to come
Or What will be left
When all is said and done.
