New Day

It's been less than I remember, but more than I could wish.
It went too fast, unbearably slow... or downright boringly normal.

Another year went by, where I could not find myself, where I am still lost on a shadow
or drowning in confusion, regretting the unregrettable, mingling in the past

Doing all the things I should not do.
Crying for the things I should not cry.

Horrified I was, last year of my fate.
Horrified I still am, of not knowing yet what is it to come.

I think myself wise, yet I know shit about the world.
I pray and deem myself worthy, worthy of nothingness, for I am yet no one.

It's been long, too damn long.
But it's been another, of the many to come and go.

I just pray for some more opportunities to find myself, to find my worth, to find my path.
And keep track of my true essence, keep track of my roots, and keep my soul and values, as they are.

And I pray to sharpen my skills, I pray to be grandiose, I pray to have a future
And to know how to keep it, polish it, and cherish it.

As a New Day approaches, I remain calm,
For I know there's still struggle to come, tears to fall, anger to shout, decisions to make...

As a New Day comes, I don't hold my breath, I don't shudder or step back,
I will stand, and I will stay... for a New Day, so I've learned, does not mean a new opportunity,

It just means a new day, to seek for opportunities.

And so I will do.