End of the 2013 YearA Poem by Becca
As the year of 2013 comes to an end,
I look back at everything that has happened this year. Heartbreaks, about ten of them, Half from one guy, half from the other. I made new friends, then lost them. I started college this fall. And it made me realize, I don't know what I want to do. I rescued four kittens from the cold And found them good homes. That's probably the highlight of the year. A new niece was born, And I got in a fight or a few with my best friend, My nieces's mother. A new friendship with someone I consider a daughter. She has brought so much joy and allowed me to talk about anything. I realized, that love doesn't have to be just between a couple, It can come from people you consider family. Love was brought to me, in all forms. And even though most of my year, I sat around doing nothing with my life, I am starting to try and figure it out. As 2013 ends, I look back once again. I see so many of my old classmates Doing something with their lives, starting careers at young ages. Or starting families and coming together. Then I look at myself, I haven't amounted much. But I'm trying to be the best I can be. No matter how this year went or ends, Next year, in 2014, it's a brand new start. Like every year is. A new chance to try and prove to yourself, That you can be something, that you aren't a waste of space. I plan to try and get my writing career kicked off. I plan to do my best in the spring semester of college. I plan to get in shape, physically and mentally. To try and find a summer job. So, as I look back at how this year played out, My only hope is that 2014 brings better chances. That 2014 will be a better year for me. If only, if only. I will try my best, And be a better person for myself. As 2013 ends, and 2014 starts, I don't regret my choices. Only wish they were better thought through. That is not regret, just too much hopeful wishing went through it all. So, year 2014, Bring it on. I'll stand up tall With everything you throw at me.
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Added on December 19, 2013 Last Updated on December 19, 2013 AuthorBeccaRochester, NYAboutI'm 23 and I write poems to keep me sane. Poems are my way of getting out how I feel. When I'm upset, I tend to write more. But there are times where I will get randomly inspired and write something c.. more..Writing
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