As one grows old, it brings along
A mixed feeling
A feeling of freedom and leisure
A feeling of isolation and boredom
As one grows old
One likes to flow with the time
One likes to discover new identities
One wants to nurture new relationships
As one grows old
Utility assumes a new meaning
One becomes little unreasonable
One finds imperfections normal
As one grows old
One becomes forgetful
When one by one leave the scene
One feels desolate
As one grows old, bruises last longer