The new year doesn’t unfold like dawn.
Instead it moves like a snail.
The last year was a depression.
I want every year to be sad when it ends.
A sweet sadness, an end and beginning.
My new year resolution made.
Soon will be broken.
But the light at the end of the tunnel shines brighter than fireworks.
A rock has lain unturned at my feet too long.
I think its times to show the world who I am.
To make friends, go places, and have fun.
So I welcome the new year.
For I am going to turn 2016 upside down.
Happy New Year.