A year is an illusion

Not tangible,not real, not alive

Yet it is the realest thing we have

Decade after decade, years progress

Never altered,never mended, never gone

They are our lone torch in a cave full of uncertainty and confusion

For me, years are milestones

Milestones of achievment and unfufilled goals

This past year was much the same

Another school year in the wind, another tally on my bed

Politics is what I was keen on last year

Relations,ethics,economy all things I studied

All things that will help me mark the ballot next week

I picked a college and a major

Two decisions that will influence every forthcomnig decision

Two decisions that will lead to countless others

Two decisions that shaped last year for me