I'm still waiting for the moment when it will all sink in,

I'm leaving one more year of my life and entering another.

I'm getting my new beginning.

Why is it then, that I still feel the same?

My age has changed.

Why hasn't anything else?

Those stupid moments and mistakes,

they're all supposed to be in the past now.

Distant memories that I can brush off with a simple "When I was young and dumb".

Why do they seem like fresh memories,

still as clear as if it had just happened yesterday?

I'm still waiting for this all to sink in.

This is my new year,

my new chance,

my new life.

Why then, does it not feel so new?