Huh?

The past is not the present
This vision I do opine
No matter which way it runs
Time is not a line
But each moment
Stacked one on one
Creating this latest you in the mirror
Till the present moments done
As long as life shall give
Movement in this realm
We try to make sense of it as we live
Each of us captains at the helm
Setting course from charts unclear
Hazards not always noted
Sometimes worse than what we fear
At times morbidly bloated
North is south landmarks changed
And rivers run up stream
Wrong is right deranged
Self-assaults on self esteem
To all these thing we relate
And choose for better or berate
But change's choice will be had