The Pace of Modern Life

The world moves at such a dizzying pace

That I constantly struggle to find my place

By the time my bearings I finally find

When around a new idea I finally wrap my mind

Ideas have changed, so have the ways in which things are done

And I feel defeated when I’ve just begun..

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Perhaps it is of middle age a sign

An inevitability before which I have to resign

I can no longer learn new skills as fast

I want my old way of doing things to last

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Even the internet is more confusing than it used to be

The difference between real and AI-generated content is hard to see

The sources I trusted for information are not

As trustworthy now as I had thought

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It is easy to get lost in the world today

In the maelstrom of various forces at play

I should keep calm and try to preserve

My sanity, as my brain power I try to conserve

For learning the most important stuff

That I need to know, that should be enough