afraid to run out of time

I look in the mirror and don’t recognize the face

what ever happened to your skin, I ask

where is your bottom lip, it’s shrunk

 

your eyes look blurry

afraid to run out of time

You keep squinting to read

they say it’s cataracts

 

how many more springs will you take delight in

how many more sunrises will you wake up to

afraid to run out of time

how many more kisses are left

 

you can’t find youth in the mirror

just someone who’s beautiful in the inside

a new day is yet to come, I will no longer be

afraid to run out of time