A new year a new me
That's what people say
But I liked the old me
Who she used to be, anyway
On the table in front of me
A paper and pen
My family in the room
But I'm alone again
The words on the paper
Have the power to change
Molding my future with words,
An oath I arrange
My whole life anew
I'm not staying the same
I'm letting go of the old
A better life I'll reclaim
Peace and promise
rebirth opportunity
Words people preach
as they feed insecurity
With the hope they feed us
We dare to dream
While the tears of our pasts
Can still be seen
What makes the new year different?
I turn eighteen this year
Wow what a change
Never thought I'd make it here
Thought I'd go out with a bang
Literally of course
With all the emotions you loose
It's hard to feel remorse
So much effort applied
To make it this far
But I'm unsatisfied
I find, with my progress thus far
Its growth yes,
but much too slowly
I want more than I have
Does that make me greedy?
Then maybe I am,
Or simply standing for myself.
You can decide, but I'm being me
From here on out :)
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After (2024)
Cerita PendekIt's a story about recovering from depression. My journey to stay happy after a long couple years. I write mostly poetry. If you want to read more about my struggles click my profile, I have one published story detailing my 2023 year. It's still har...
