Blown away by all of the 2008 habits,
Ready to release all of the old stories,
Preparing a buffet for some new habits,
Waiting for the ball to drop at parites.
Walking beside the crowds of people,
People smiling back and forth; side to side,
Pushing and nudging all over each other,
Some of the smiles they wear have lied.
I know some people want to do away with-
And get rid of all of the bad things done,
To promise themselves to do good this year,
But it's their fault, it's the life they've chosen.
People jumping up and down- out of control,
Drinking, smoking and blowing noise makers,
Falling and tripping over off of their tip toes,
And guys in the wrong bedroom with boners.
Supposed to be a good occasion, the new year,
People starting off already drunk as can be,
Smoking until they cannot see far- clearly,
How can I be here? Why'd I do this to me.
Running through the big groups of people-
People I don't know- and I don't care to know,
I won't formally introduce myself to them,
Because I'm me and my spirit will glow.
Trying to find the person I came here with,
Looking through all the rooms- no where,
She probably left this party to go somwhere else,
Either way, that's messed up and not fair.
I'm here alone, texting my best friend for comfort,
Scared that a bottle will come flying towards me,
I'm not this kind of person, and I never will,
So I'll let them be exactly the person they want to be.
