The past presents the future;
The future portrays the past.
For the present is the stage,
Which past and future are made.

Another year
Another life to live down here
Another chance
Another time of circumstance

What shall I make it to be?
What road shall I choose for me?
Decisions made foolishly
Build lost possibility.

Another year
Another span of fates appear
Another chance
Another attempt at romance

Life of perpetuity—
Nothing new continually!
Upon this trek, there must be
More than mere, bland constancy!

Another year
Another quest for one who's dear
Another chance
Another spin within life's dance