If you ask me about last year,
I will tell you about how many friends I had.
What we talked about,
What we were interested in.

If you ask me about last year,
I will tell you about the parties I went to.
The people I met.
The embarrassing moments.

If you ask me about last year,
I will tell you about me having great days
And laughter
And happiness.

I'll never tell you about me falling in love.
Or how bad it hurt to lose him.
Or the fights I had with my mom.
Or even the failing grades I had.

I went tell you about the failed attempt
To kick him out of my life.
Or my trip to the hospital
Because swallowed 30 painkillers.

These things that happened,
I'll never tell you about.