It's that time of the year again
How many times will I go through this?
Will I end up more dead next year,
Make more errors and sin?

If I can't rewind,
What's the point in living?
If I can't reminisce,
Then what's the point in breathing?
If I can't focus on now and here,
Then am I ever justified?

Time passes by even faster
Happy on the eve, all a blather
All I am is,
A miserable child
Waiting to be born anew