Demas

He didn't feel old, only tired at times. "What's the rush of this world passing by? I still have much to give; it's just that doors are closing now. I used to knock them down. Now I knock and no one opens. The family knows I try. Why did I wait so long to realize being elderly shows in the creases of my face, and my remaining youth bubbles only to my thin-skinned surface glow? I must smile more often now.”