Melancholic Musings: Getting Older

It's funny. When you have a melancholic personality like me, one day, you'll be up in cloud nine, the next day, you're drowning in the seas of depression. I was quite busy the past two days, hanging out with an old friend. And I also got a lot of crap from unexpected quarters and reacted quite harshly and impulsively. So I didn't know whether to blog it yesterday because the post would probably be specific and personal. Anyway after one day, I decided that it would be more safer and neutral to express my thoughts in a poem.
Beware though, it's has dark tones. You have been warned.

Getting Older

They say when you get older
You'll get much wiser too
But I just beg to differ
Not all things are 100% true

Some become more grumpier
And even hard at heart
Expectations become much higher
Relationships easily fall apart

With years, comes much experience
Of good things and of bad
But often, we see the worst in things
The ugly and the sad

People take you for granted
It's normal when they don't think
But when you are unguarded
Nasty words are exchanged in a blink

So treasure all your loved ones
Live one day at a time
Appreciate each and every moment
Lost opportunities are a crime

Life doesn't become more easy
So to yourself be true
Don't hold on to bitterness and regret
Let every day be brand new

- the mad poet, jonzz -