Old Man

Chloe Woodard

Compositor: Chloe

I am an old, old man
My back hurts, my knees ache
And I'm tired all the time
I feed the ducks cause my wife is dead
I wish I did not take my youth for granted

I am an old, old man
My hands are weak, my skin is thin
And I can't ride my bike anymore
I swallow my pills and my pride alike
I feel useless, I feel dumb

I am an old, old man
My bones are crumbling, my hair is light
And I hate watching daytime TV

The world is changing and I can't keep up
Nobody needs me these days
The world is changing and I can't keep up
Nobody needs me these days