5...4...3...2...1...Happy new yearNew year, new meTime of changeWho will I beOf all moments, January is a time of changeA time to perfect the impure fruit we have grown amongst ourselves365 days of impurityDays of sins against ourselves and the ones we idolizeA time lapse occurred in my life this yearA demon overtook my purity and rain fell all around meSadness is a diseaseDisease can be fixed but only with care and timeTime tocks away slowly, until it's ran outIn the blink of an eye the clock strikes twelve and our eyes close with disparity"New year. New me."How many New Years come and go before time stopsBefore we lose completelyOur first word every year is "happy"Although, genuine it may be notHeartbreak is commonSo is lossThis new year it's time to blossom out of the pain and despairTo fly away from diseaseTo be who I'm supposed to beThis year is a new yearA new me.