on not being as old as they think / the universe’s toy

“love actually”
it's hard when you're younger than they think
it sinks you to see when they wink
amongst each other
as bold as ass
when racing to the bottom of the pile
that's exactly when it's harder than you'll ever know

they see a body not a mind
because that's the world
they've had themselves constructed
out of code and software constitutions
designed to infect with viral obfuscations
the truth of the matter in question where lies are absolute rejection

and it's harder still to be growing young
instead of growing old as most
because younger people like to think
they're younger than almost all other folk
when in fact it's not your age that makes you old
but something else which involves not being bold

because when you lose your bravura
is when you lose your cordura
as the spanish would say wouldn't they
yes they most certainly would
and when you lose all that
you might just as well be old hat for all i'd guess tbh myself

and so this matter of growing young
instead of more conventionally growing old
has me sorely vexed
i hate to say it does
because if it were their choice they'd have me as the henchman
when all i ever wished was to be superman

and so whilst my brain gets that much better
the people around me refuse to get it
and all that's left for me to do
is to attempt to grow young gracefully at that
for old is NOT my thing
and growing old NEVER my ring of dire necessity

let this be the lesson then
of all that i say this morn:
remember that some of us do grow old i know it has to be
but equally others
not so different from me
actually do find the lessons of life utterly enthusing and not rehusing at all

all then that's left for me to say
is that i'm just a small man
who's growing smaller by the day
and in this fact i find absolute joy
because not for smaller
do we become the universe's toy