The MASK

This is a mask that I'm wearing
So people can't see the real me.
The face on this mask is an old, old, old man
Me? I'm only twenty three.

My new bride of many years, is only twenty two.
The eldest of my children is three.
And yet we have many Grandkids
Now tell me how could that be?

The hands of time seems to turn so fast
my mind can't accept the change
So I wear this mask of an old man's face
And walk around feeling kinda strange.

Darryl Scroggins
2005