Calendar Year

Remember our worlds much younger
Focused on the goal and not the risks
More years go by and the less we notice
Living in fear of any consequence
What is compromised?
Settling for security
It could be worse as life's philosophy means
That nothing will be any better
Trading ambition and our own confidence

I will not be measured by days
Bound for nothing
I will decide my own fate
Our expectations match the sky
But our reservations block the light
Here it comes again

First to the punch
They will decide limitations by which to abide
Define achievements by whose standards
No fear of living beyond the lines
A revolution against apathy
I will decide what progress means to me
These rules that bind me
I will change...ignite this spark into a flame

I will not be measured by days
Bound for nothing
I will decide my own fate
Our expectations match the sky
But our reservations block the light
These days excitement comes in turns
When apprehension lets me slide
Here it comes again....