Is That Really Me Poem by Daniel Peter Jones

Is that really me i see?
is that what I've become?
an older, bearded version
of a younger handsome one

i read the lines, below my eyes
searching for a rhyme
hidden within the creases
is a story about my time

of how i grew and fell and flew
of how i drank too much love
of how the stressful heartache
dragged my face through an aging flood

and what of those upon my head
delving deep towards my mind
lines about the loves i've had
and all the frowning that survived

and whats this waistline that I've gained?
a cushion, for my heart?
a masterpiece of enjoying life
a tainted piece of art

If each hair i lost upon my head
could speak to me in prose
i'd recite a million words in rhyme
and perform in age old shows

so yes, I'm older and my look has changed,
but, inside im just the same,
full of passion art, song and love
its for this i'm not ashamed