
I keep hoping my life would slow down its pace
To match the diminishing energy and advancing age that I face
Instead, in an accelerated mode life seems to stay
More responsibilities get added on, longer seems each day
Some of the constraints of youth have been lifted now
But I am not old enough where age alone would not allow
Certain aspirations to be fulfilled, therefore
I keep pushing my middle-aged self some more
To live life queen size, work hard and play harder still
Keeping my cup so full that it threatens to spill
When my body begs me to slow down and rest
There is no time, because I’ve already tried to invest
All available time to pursue goals that I feel compelled to achieve
The struggle is real, there is no reprieve
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I need to slow down, my youth has faded away
And no matter how forcefully I try to say
That age is just a number, I do realize
That pretending I have the energy of a twenty year old is unwise
If I do not cut down my list of things to do
I risk wearing myself down faster too…
