Age Crisis

I still want to do it.

Age is my problem.

I'm old.

I am 67 years old.

But I still want it.

To be a man, however.

I despise nature.

I want to be liked.

I still feel like a strong man.

A clean, charming man.

I need affection.

I need to get noticed.

I need to fulfill my wishes.

I'm a man.

My emotions are still active.

My skin shrunk.

I blame my age.

Who can look at me?

Who can meet my needs?

My life was sweet then.

I used to be in love with several ladies.

I enjoyed spending time with gorgeous women.

I ran away, leaving them with my children.

Marriage was not in my plans.

Now I am old and alone.

Nobody agrees to marry me.

Am I going to die alone?

Sometimes life is unfair.

I wish I had gotten married years ago.