Friendships now and friendships death;
Of when I was hurt and when I was healed;
Of those who stayed and those who left;
Of truths now hidden and lies revealed;
Moments of joy and moments of sorrow;
Of the words unspoken, put into rhyme;
The new year begins again tomorrow,
Let us hope for a better one this time.
For I've hurt, I've cried, I lost and I fell,
But I laughed, I loved, I sang and danced,
Sure, it may feel like a personal hell,
But 2017 will give me another chance.
