Another year

I got another year older, well, it is tomorrow to be precise.
Nothing seems to change from now, but something has been changed since this day last year.
Yes, it was long time ago, and yes, things can easily change in a year (even a primeminister), but there is something do not change, something I do not want to change.
Although I had never regreted getting another year of experiences, I think I do this time.
I wish I could go back to a year ago.
I feel I am such a bloody, dirty, ugly creature now.