Another year, another realization,
That my thoughts are just an illusion.
They're never quite what they seem,
And time flies by like a dream.

As I get older, I forget more,
And my regrets get bigger and sore.
It's always the same,
My thoughts are like a raging flame,
Burning in every part of my frame.

But hey, it's all part of the fun,
This roller coaster ride we're all on.
My thoughts may be churning,
But I'm still learning,
And that's all that matters, I reckon.

So come closer, let's forget the lore,
Anywhere else, we'll be bored.
Let's bleed with every crime,
And make the most of our time.