A new year is ahead of me, but what will a new year bring?
Will it bring me luck? Or bring me hope? I know it’ll bring me something.

A new year means it’s my last year of high school.
From all my bad memories of bullying, I hope that college is cool.

A new year’s around the corner, this means that I can change.
I can change my life and change myself because people say I’m strange.

A new year means I can make resolutions, so can my mother, too.
I can get back in shape and maybe I won’t feel so blue.

A new year also means my mom can quit her addiction.
She says that she’ll try to stop, but I think its pure fiction.

A new year also means that prom is on the way.
Most guys don’t give me a chance, they always push me away.

A new year also means there’s room for self-improvement.
There’s also room for disaster, it’s this I want to prevent.

There are many more things that this New Year will throw my way.
I don’t know what it’ll bring me, so until then, come what may…