The day before 2023

I have so few words to say on the subject. The caliber of remorse equals the ones I’ve upset. Nobody is perfect and I’m still changing. Let’s give a warm welcome to the estranging.

With attitude in hand and doubt in our hearts. Who’s to say hate isn’t love when we’re apart?

Promises broken and dreams have gone down the drain. A swirling mess of true feelings turned into complains. Did you know the distance between all of us isn’t real? Time is what keeps us apart and our stubborn wills.

Last day of 2022 and I have one more thing worth mentioning. The ones that care for you are few and the rest aren’t listening.

Here’s to 2023. May it be the year that changes things in good ways!


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