I don't what's becoming of the new year. Its supposed to be a promise of something new and exciting coming along the way. A whisper of hope that someday, that resolution of yours will finally be fulfilled.
I don't know what's happening. Too many things. Getting bogged down till sometimes I just want to give all up. Hide away and forget all. Maybe that would be better. But at these times, I remind myself that I'm a fighter, not a hider. That yes, I fought to get my dreams fulfilled. Why should all come to naught?