I've been waiting so long
for the events to come.
I was told long ago
of all the places i would eventually go.

Never once doubtfull
always looking into the future without second thought.
But then came the day
that everything was for naught.

All my plans,
not even related,
were destroyed
as if coordinated.

All on the one day that I've come to hate
The one that was supposed to be great.
The 31st of december was that day,
where all my happiness got taken away.