Angst
About turning forty
A forever teen
In an aging shell
All the things I haven't done
All the things maybe I'll do now
On the eve of both
Death and rebirth
Body already giving up
The possibility of
Creating more life
Which is fine
And sad
Done with all that
But grieving
A closed door
An existential crisis
An exhausted shrug
I haven't figured
Any of this out yet
Just as lost now
If not more
Than at 20 or 30
Only now
A familiar lost
Comfortably Numb
Oh, hey
Yeah
That's my
Turning Forty Theme Song