I’m Freaking Old

I went to see my doctor

‘Cause I just can’t sleep at night

I hobble to the bathroom 

On my legs that seize up tight

My prostate’s much too large

So I dribble what I can

Stand up close and hope the best

I hope you understand 

Getting old ain’t for sissies 

It’s more challenging every day  

The aches and pains that we endure 

Just never go away

When I was young we used to wish 

To die before we got old

But here we are still rocking hard

these years they say are gold

If I could see

I’d be looking death right in the eye

I’ve got no wind

How’d I live so long I could ask why

I’m wearing out

If I had the answer I might forget

still I ain’t ready to check out yet

But Now I’m Old

I’m Freaking Old

How’d I get this Old?

I use a walker 

just get from here to there

I once kept up appearances

But now I just don’t care 

Food no longer tastes good

And the room is always cold

I’m losing all my memories 

Of the stories I once told

Getting old ain’t for sissies 

It’s more challenging every day  

The aches and pains that we endure 

Just never go away

If I could see

I would be looking death right in the eye

I’ve got no wind

might bring relief if I should die

I’m in pain so often, I forget

still, I ain’t ready to check out yet

But, I’m Freaking Old

Getting Old

Age apparently just creeps up on you, and before you know it, you are called sir or ma’am. The liquor store no longer asks you for an id to prove your age. Your body aches, and you start to get little medical problems. You never used to have to take medications to make your body work correctly. People in their young adult years begin to look like children, and you wonder, are they really old enough to drive? You begin to lose your hair, but grow hair in places you never did before. The strange thing is that people still feel like they are young inside. They say getting old ain’t for sissies, but you have to admit, it beats the alternative. “I ain’t ready to check out yet!”