What will happen when the new year comes?
Will anything change?
Will any thing be new?
Or will we just go on
Doing as we’ve always done,
Fulfilling the requirement of insanity,
Expecting different outcomes
If we shout a little louder,
If we bray at the wind?
I do not know what to do.
I am as afraid and unsure as everybody else
To pry open my rib cage.
I know my heart is no more broken than yours
But, it’s all I have to offer.
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