Look at yourself...
Go deep inside...
See your beauty...
Don’t try to hide...

Everywhere you look...
Nothing but heartache...
Negative thoughts...
You just can’t escape...

When all else fails...
And you long to be...
Someone completely different...
A prettier me...

Something better...
Than you are today...
I know a place...
Where you can get away...

It’s called plastic surgery...
It’s all the rage...
You can change how you look...
But not your age...

Your face looks young...
But your bones are creakin’...
That startled look on the faces...
Of those young studs you’ve been keepin’...

So start living your reality...
Smell the roses; slow your pace...
And soon you’ll learn to live...
Your life with serenity and grace...

© 2020 Jeffrey Pipes Guice