Here it goes.. another year ..
I don't know why !! but I haven't felt the years passing by through it's last days... everyone is talking about how magical is the last day of the ending year .. for me it's just another day ..
nothing is special ..
There is also the last hour.. what makes it so special?!
it's just an hour declaring the end of another day
If I thought about it like others am afraid it might be terrifying for me...here goes the time and I'm still steps away from my dreams and the life I'm setting for my self by god's will..and just as those days which passed me by while I'm waiting for my life to happen in order to start living actually ..this is the beginning of another time unit which carries inside more days to wait through and look upward at my dreams through my time wagon window.. which brings up the fact that I'm always one step downward my expectations from life, being apart from it by a GLASS window...
it stimulates the idea of semi-failure which in turn
unleashes the feeling of depression inside me...
SO, I think it's better to consider it just another day
passing by .. begins and ends just like the other days
when I find the courage to celebrate the last hour I'll start
counting from the beginning 1.1.1 and go on
I don't know why !! but I haven't felt the years passing by through it's last days... everyone is talking about how magical is the last day of the ending year .. for me it's just another day ..
nothing is special ..
There is also the last hour.. what makes it so special?!
it's just an hour declaring the end of another day
If I thought about it like others am afraid it might be terrifying for me...here goes the time and I'm still steps away from my dreams and the life I'm setting for my self by god's will..and just as those days which passed me by while I'm waiting for my life to happen in order to start living actually ..this is the beginning of another time unit which carries inside more days to wait through and look upward at my dreams through my time wagon window.. which brings up the fact that I'm always one step downward my expectations from life, being apart from it by a GLASS window...
it stimulates the idea of semi-failure which in turn
unleashes the feeling of depression inside me...
SO, I think it's better to consider it just another day
passing by .. begins and ends just like the other days
when I find the courage to celebrate the last hour I'll start
counting from the beginning 1.1.1 and go on
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