I'm drunk
I'm very drunk
Not on beer or *****
Or wine or margaritas
But I'm drunk
But on what Nero?
What'd you get sloshed on?
I'll tell you
I'm drunk of a mixture of bitterness and lost hope
2/5ths of romanticism and no one to share that with
A shot of insecurity, and a tall glass of stress

I need to get sober
I'm tired of living through a constant hangover
So tomorrow I stop drinking my emotions
I'm throwing that bottle into the ocean

A new blank page.
A chance to begin anew.
Fresh starts can be filled with fear.
They can also present hope misplaced.
Opportunities seem boundless, so calm the riot.
We have work to do.

Roll up your sleeves and attack the new year.
Attack with the force of guided truth.
Your force shall be your guide.
We are equipped to move mountains;
If only we believe it to be true.

The days ahead are your weapons.
Guard them with your life.
We are promised our fair share, but not tomorrow.
Remember that as you move forward.

I will be there to protect you.
Just call on me.
We will boldly go together;
Moving toward the dawn of a new day.
Always with the thought of what is possible before us.
Achieving and failing as we go.
Lessons learned as part of the human condition.

This, my friend, is the new year.
Don’t walk filled with daunting fear.
Walk with your head held high.
Fill it with hope.
Fill it with opportunity.
Fill it with all that you can be.

Soon, another month will be upon us.
By now, we’ve learned our time is short.
Don’t wait.

There is something
You need to understand about me
I'm older now
I've loved and I've lost

I've lived with regret
After doing someone wrong
Who didn't deserve it

I've judged myself
Wondering if I would ever again
Feel right
Wondering if I would even be able to feel again

Yet I find myself still here
In one piece
And not at all crass or harsh
But only seeing things more vividly

I understand now
That sometimes love and beauty and good things
Mostly only come in moments

I recognize and acknowledge them
While they are at my front door
I take my time saying hello
Instead of goodbye

The memories that will last
Will mostly be made up of moments
I still feel lucky for them

I like girls.
Theyre soft and flush, with eyes bright like diamonds.
Theyre sweet and kind, with lips the color of roses.
I like girls.
but the girls, don't like me.
Because i'm a girl too.

I shun happiness not voluntarily
but in the way one's covers
slip off in the night
I never chose this misery
instead I awoke
cold and alone
aware I was unprotected
but in a sleepy haze of apathy
I accept my fate
vulnerable to the darkness
that surrounds my every thought

We dream,
We dream because,
We dream because there's hope in dreams.