Perth Voice Interactive

by ALEX UCHANSKI

A hundred years old,

but where is my congratulations?

I feel broken, I’m falling apart;

bone by bone, piece by piece

Forty years without a facelift

Can’t you see, it’s my generation;

we are one of a kind

When will you wake up and smell the roses,

that I used to smell each day

Sure, I was a smoker;

you can still see the holes to my heart

But my heart is full of character

I may be old, but I am not worthless

I have stories to tell!

So please, make me your priority

Invest in me, and I will take care of you and your family,

For years to come,

And your heart will be happy