New year, New you

Same girl, same truths,

Same pain, same shame,

Same hurt, same work.

Old fears now true,

And I can’t seem to get over the fact,

That I lost you.

In the aftermath of speaking my mind,

Of finally letting my voice shine,

You were the cost.

It was you, that I lost.

New year, new you,

Same girl, new truths,

Old pain and old shame

New issues, used tissues,

Wiping away the tears,

Because our end has drawn near.

So I whisper a goodbye,

And pretended I’m not going to cry.