I’m a little scared
Of getting old
Of being well past
My sell by date
I’m a little scared
Of losing my mind
Not being able to think
Or contemplate
I’m a little scared
Of losing my function
My independence
Not able to operate
I’m a little scared
Of forgetting
My name or people
Who I used to call my mate
I’m a little scared
Of frustrating
My wife and kids
While wallowing in a mixed up state
I’m a little scared
Is it down to me?
Can I not control?
Is it simply fortune and fate?