Our Bad Days

How many times have you looked at yourself 
Wishing you were someone new 
You don't like what you see right now 
And your voice you really hate too
 
You feel as though your bums to big 
Or your hair real messy or short 
Your shoes don't match the pants you wear 
So you hate this shirt you just brought
 
There's wrinkles showing on your face 
Some bulging through your clothes 
Your bras now tight and nickers to small 
There's so much that you loathe 

It now takes time to get it right 
Is it really worth the time
To dress up this, that's getting old
And pretend to smile and shine

Your not as young as you want to be 
Or fit as you really would like 
Exercise is such a chore
So is trying to ride a bike
 
Although these changes I may not like 
I can learn to accept them now
For with age does come with blues 
But we do get through somehow

Age is something we all can't fight 
So let go of all your fears 
Then you'll realise soon enough 
It was not worth all those tears