New years resolutions?
Really? You still believe in that shit?
Really? You still believe in that shit? Why?
Really? You still believe in that shit? Why? It never works out. Never the way you want. You put all your hope in that one night.
Of course it's gonna disappoint. It always will. And still everyone blindly runs after shit they never gonna achieve. Why? I don't get it- Hope dies last, but it's gonna die eventually.
So why should one night in the year change any of your luck? Your behaviour? It promises you a do-over, a new chance at life, a new you. But you're still gonna wake up in your same little apartment, with your same boring job, your same self-destructing habits, your same shitty life.
Who am I kidding. Deep inside i'm still gonna toast the new year and hope for love and hope for luck and hope for happiness. I'm a cynic, but not inhuman.