A poem for nothing!

Have you read a poem for nothing? They ask.
I reply I see no point trying to mask
The fact that I had also written one too –
Where is it? You ask. It is right before you!

And now I have lost my train of thought again
Too busy being engulfed in my own pain.
The agony which I had left for so long
Has come back to haunt me from when I was strong.

Ironically I tell myself I should be
Or try at least, more encouraging of me
Before the time flees from me, still I should try
To have dreams and hopes, reaching up to the sky.

When I look in the mirror, what do I see?
Do I see a young girl who is full of glee?
Or else does an old lady stand in her place –
The wrinkles so numerous upon her face?