Another year
past
vanished
gone.
Are you going to hold onto it?
Are you going to remember
Every Little Detail
That made it your best
Or worst.
It broke you
You are covered in bruises.
The black and blue pressed into your skin
"This was the year"
But it wasn't.
The promotion never came.
And you never reached your dream
So what will next year be?
Will you focus on the past
Hinder your next chance
To even breath.
Ah, me too.
I've been there.
I still may be
right. there. too.
But. I've been blessed.
I look to my friends.
I look to my family.
All around me so, so happy.
(And I may grumble
And may act spoiled.
But I know that I have something good.
In this moment .)
So I'll drink to their health
And remember them all.
And hope that this next year
I remain so lucky.
Auld Lang Syne
