My mind detached

When I  got white hair I did not know
Women would get envious  of my snow
I suffered it when I had golden locks
Even  though my knees inclined to knock

Once so thin I looked like a mere child
I wore little  skirts, my legs were bared
Then my body wanted to grow large
I got aches and pains my life was hard

My feet swelled up, my toes were all deformed
Then my mind detached,  my eyes were torn
The retinas  disliked   their place  and ran
But where else can  they dwell  but where I am?

If I go deaf and blind  and cannot speak
Some will hate me, jealous of my reach

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