Youth is the gift of nature, but age is a work of art. - Stanislaw Jerzy Lec
When I get old, will I have the passion and the drive in life that I do today?
Will I be looking ahead? Or will I be looking backward?
Will I have someone who loves me or even care about me?
Will I be more lonely or less?
Will I look at the world with positivity or negativity?
Will the world seem bigger or smaller?
Will I be able to hold onto my memories?
Will things be harder or easier?
Will I be able to keep positive as all the people I've known my whole life start dying around me?
Will someone young on the street look at me and think about what it's like to be as old as me?
