“New year, new me” has always been the motto,
With everyone making their resolutions,
Yet nothing really seems to come to that conclusion
And all are left forgetting what they’d wished for.
Because it’s easy: making wishes, dreaming…
But working for one’s goals is never easy,
And thus, they set themselves up for the failure
Which leaves them feeling unaccomplished, guilty.
“New year, new me” cry superficial hashtags,
Behind them hiding the need for validation.
New year, new you… So, where’s your motivation?
Oh, right. It’s just a trend. A sad and passing—old—fad.
New year, same you—but only on the inside,
While time has trapped your body in its tight cage.
New year, new year… Careful, the clock is ticking
And all your deeds may leave you feeling empty…
– Patricia
I LOVE this and the message behind it. I no longer do new year resolutions and relate to the thoughts behind this poem. I set myself goals to achieve in the year and make sure I get them done, and reflect on the last year – almost like a reality check for me.
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I’m glad you like it! I think it’s important to be aware of the fact that a lot of us forget what they had intended to improve in their lives as time passes and January is left behind. And only at the end of the year or at the beginning of a new one do we remember what we had wished for in the previous year. That’s why I think that when – and if – we decide to make resolutions for ourselves, we should take this more seriously. And we also don’t need to wait for a new year to start making improvements in our lives.
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