As we stand in a room of puzzles
No puzzle more intricate than us
With your eyes trained on me
Searching for a reaction
But what am I supposed to do?
You always had a way
To make my knees weak with lust
You always had a way
But what am I supposed to do?
Searching for a reaction
With your eyes trained on me
No puzzle more intricate than us
As we stand in a room of puzzles.
He used to be so strong
But gravity and time
Have done their worst-
Pulling on his skin
Stretching it
Making it sag
Before replacing it
Back onto his face, his body
Making him look aged
Well beyond his years.
He used to be an extrovert
Easygoing and outgoing
But his age is catching up with him
While his friends and family
Leave him behind-
Left to fend for himself
Without company
Or even a helping hand.
He used to be naive
But life has been rough on him-
He has struggled
And strived for success
As he wares himself out
Working hard to obtain
The American Dream
Gone are his looks
Youth and innocence
Replaced with the wisdom of an experienced man.