Reflections of a Gen-Xer

When I look in the mirror I see more grays
As if the days whizzed by a little too fast
Every wrinkle I see appearing on my face
Feel like secrets and information amassed

Many reflections seem like they are distant views
Like watching earth get smaller when launched into space
Memories and recollections become old news
Losing track of who was supposed to win this race

And I think to myself, where did the time go?
I knew I wasn’t going to be forever young
But damn, the dam broke and now these expressions flow
While the air fills my lungs I try to watch my tongue

I'm from a generation that’s been through it all
I’ve experienced war and peace and war again
I’ve been through thick and thin; I’ve through big and small
I’ve laughed and cried and always put it to pen

In the mirror I see a lover, a friend
A traveler through time with many tales to tell
A man who lost his way and then found it again
Bruised and beaten but thriving, trying to excel