The Eleventh Hour

I made lots of plans and vision boards And lots of New Year Resolutions On how I'd swim in bullion wads By the Christmastime celebrations I'd promise myself a new PC And new clothes and shoes and new outlooks That I'd stop anime, Marvel and DC And focus more on all my books I said I was gonna be a programmer (Well I made that one I got my cert) I promised myself a life of Futurama (But it still feels like Ernie and Bert) My vision board really overflowed Of all the things I'd love to do Many crazy ideas, some borrowed To eat and eat and travel too I said maybe I wont be single again But then that angle was a blast Cos everyone around called dating a pain And so it never came to pass I feel the whole year went to zag At every point I wanted to zig Cos in every quarter, I lagged, I lag And I'm still such an unlucky prig Yet there're things I've got to thanks about I became better than I was last year A programmer, a no-code guy and all the doubt I had was erased out my ear I guessed this was supposed to come much later When the year was fully done and done Cos right now out there there's some hater Rejoicing his ass that I've not won I wish my vision board all played out well That all those deals didn't go sour Still wish I didn't have to have this hell My Recollections at the eleventh hour P.S. Don't think this is a rant and complaint Just taking the year as it came I had fun and joy and memories so quaint It reminded me of my otaku game