Golden Years

They say these are the golden years,

One of my biggest fears,

'Cause what if this isn't my low point,

Not even near,

What if it only goes downhill from here?

They say these are the golden years,

But I still skim past silver mirrors,

Can't look at myself in the eyes,

Nor at my stomach, nor my thighs.

They say these are the golden years,

But each day I fight back tears,

And I know I deserve to bleed,

Scars and lies are all I need.

They say these are the golden years,

But still my mind just never clears,

Thoughts are racing, just like horses,

Haunted by silent ghostly forces.

They say these are the golden years,

But each day the future nears,

I know I need to get away,

But for now, just get through the day.

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