It’s New Year’s Eve, and hopes are high.
Not here, long day, I bid you good night.
No social media shiny, just keepin’ it real.
Nothing to copy, nothing to steal.
I’m tired, nothing left for champagne.
As they say, “No pain, no gain.”
I built their LEGOs and dodged some fights.
That make you wanna take a bite?
How about screaming and shouts,
To instill frustration and doubts?
No thanks, I’ll stay right here,
Where it’s nice and warm, to kiss in the New Year.
For tomorrow’s yet another day,
To conquer and join the fray.
With that, I bid you adieu and good night,
With hope that tomorrow won’t be such a fright.
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