Fucking Eyes

I can remember being fourteen
all I wanted was to be thirty five
I've passed that number and
have come to the sad truth
I can't see the shit I'm
typing

I break out my glasses
and have my pissed off
face on, fucking eyes, fucking
glasses, fuck you letters
but now I'm not
squinting
fuck me

Up until this very moment
I enjoyed being older
flashing back to crazy
nights and long days
the taste in my mouth is
bitter

Then I say self, you're
fabulous, you don't feel
your age and you damn sure
don't look it, or so I'm told
and I push my fucking
glasses back up where
they belong
fucking eyes