I never saw myself getting this old,
When I was young, this was something we weren't ever told.
I look in disgust every time I must,
Look into the mirror,
I wonder,
Do people really see what I see?
Surely they must,
I'm the same person,
Of this I'm probably for certain,
However, everywhere I go,
I just ask one question,
When you go to bed
And when you wake up,
Are you the same person?
Nadalia Bagratuni
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-never-saw-myself-getting-this-old/
