Homage to Old Youth

i’m too old
to lie to myself and
say that experience
is anything more
than a weariness
resting in my
bones

i’m too old
to kid myself into
thinking that there
is anything in
this world more
than what i feel
now and what
i see

i’m too old
to think that this
sadness won’t last
forever

i’m too old
to believe that the
world will change
(it won’t
it’s too far
gone)

i’m too old
to tell myself
that my hopes
will ever come into
fruition
they’ll always
be crushed and there’s
no point in believing
otherwise

i’m too old
not to be disillusioned
i’m too old
to feel this way
i’m too old
to be so young