Final year plans

Next year I'll speak softly,
No screams and no shouts
And I'll thank my teachers
With more and more doubts

I'll read when required
And shut off myself from fun.
If not so shall be done
I´ll shoot myself with an imaginary gun

I'm happy for New Year's
Another yesterdays gone
Future unsure-undone
Surely, the Present is gonna be fun

And this time next year,
I'll think how I've been
And then I'll start writing
Plans for the next year umpteen