This year had thought me

to manage a misery

How to take it,

to question, to contemplate.

A man I'm with

took one factor

to hate this year even more

More and more, it all stored

How many times he let me down

while on his head it has a crown

I've managed to give patience, care and all

but seems like he hasn't have them at all...

This year had thought me

to manage an anger

On how to control or let it blow

I have this normal life

until I drive

this crazy unusual and so I cried...

This year had thought me

to manage my problems

on how to live it,

on how to break it.

The day will passed like it was disguised

Into some terrible dream you had reside

The problem that's with it would be taken

and the smile on your lips won't have to be broken...

This year has thought me to manage life

by itself it lies a wonderful drive

Why won't you smile? Like how I smile?

This year have only twelve months of life

While you have life to live its time

the age you got have nothing to do with that twelve

So dwell on your strength to find your boundary.

Year! You miserable year!

I want to resent you for taking me here

I'm always asking if you were real

Having you in my life was like a nightmare

But still I'm thankful to the lessons you share.

— Ayne