Dastard- by: unknown forgotten

Is it just me or is the midnight sun hotter today?
Drying out my soul beneath my skin
Chasing away any energy for a good time
So impatient for the turning of the earth
Trying to avoid coming old
When our bones will be brittle
Joints will wear out and quit
Just like every fraction of your life
This world is full of dastards

How hard can it be to change our lives?
We'll have to really try
It'll be too hard
We could just grow old
Lonely, shriveling, and cold
It's so much easier than being bold