In your forties, you surely has concerns
Gates open, point of no return
In your forties, you pretend to be young
Changing job, the shame rebounds
In your forties, health deteriorates
you scream, no one resonates
In your forties, you’re worried about your parents
Having fear, that could be the last one
In your forties, your past mistakes set in the stone
1413 followers, but feel so alone
In your forties, the world is breaking down
Many souls, where’s the common ground?
In your forties, nothing really matters
Oh yeah, but I deserve more power.
In your forties, you proud of your h-index
Regression model: beta times age plus intercept
In your forties, you’re still a postdoc
Assistant professor? No, you are not.
In your forties, „ich bin Hanna“
„Mein Beileid, aber wo kommen Sie her?“
In your forties, we have to be kind
My apologies, that was a lie
In your forties, nothing’s really new
By now, your life goes downhill