I never saw myself getting this old,
When I was young, this was something we weren't ever told.
I look in disgust every time I must,
Look into the mirror,
I wonder,
Do people really see what I see?
Surely they must,
I'm the same person,
Of this I'm probably for certain,
However, everywhere I go,
I just ask one question,
When you go to bed
And when you wake up,
Are you the same person?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
When you go to bed And when you wake up, Are you the same person?