the days get warmer
and the day get longer
I guess we can celebrate yet another year we've gone through
all the pain, all the gain
every 'sorry' and 'I owe yous'
through thick and thin
and everything in between
the days are getting colder
and the days are getting shorter
I guess we can start again for yet another year:
all the new memories and gatherings
every 'thanks' and 'I love yous'
through downs and highs
(and apple pies)
no more honesty just lies
or great stories and journeys
just 'hello' and 'goodbye'
no interesting conversations
no 'how are you?' or ' where's Sheryl?'
just shallow words from self absorbed people
stuck in their arrogant world
where they're the star of their own show
' introducing me!'
always wanting attention
wanting people's fixation
on their looks or popularity
why can't we all be better?
so no one says 'never'
but I guess the year's ending
so everyone says their promises,
for a better world, or to stay the same
when we all remember
those never last
'cause the year's just started again
and everyone's either the same or different
just because it's better this way
a never ending cycle
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