Where am I? Who am I?

What has happened to me?

I used to know who I was

But now I can barely see.

My skin is all wrinkled

My walk is more like a hobble.

I love to criticize people and all I get is

"Would you please stop that gobble?!"

I don't know what's wrong with them

I'm feeling perfectly dandy.

So what if I burn the food I cook

Or if I'm not that handy?!

I don't need glasses!

I can see fine!

I can see that I'm skinny

And you're the size of a swine.

Me?! I'm not stubborn!

How dare you say such things!

You shut yer no good, big trap

Or I'll take a swing!

I am not moody

No matter what you say.

I have more smarts than you ever would

At any time of day.

Alright! Alright.

So we can be a little cranky.

But it's better than wasting time like young folks

With all that hanky panky.

Don't you dare put us in a "home"

It's my life, I'll choose my place

Don't give me that 'no pressure' look

I can read your weasley face.

Come people! Show a little respect

For all us elderly folk.

We have much knowlege we could impart

If you wouldn't make us out to be a joke.

We may be moody, cranky,

And a big pain, m'dear.

But without us around

None of you would be here!