If you understood what was to come, you'd go 'crazy' too.

Beauty will not last forever, It will grey and sag with age. Strength will one day be no more, You'll need help to turn the page. What is learnt, will one day be lost, And you'll need constant reminder. Who you once were will soon be gone, And you will never find her. Any talent you could have claimed Will wilt and fade away. All your memories, good and bad Will be lost. One more each day. The world, to you, will be erased And you'll just sit and stare. All around you things will die as you slowly pull out your hair.