Oh, last year, listen close to me,
No more a puppet, I decree.
No overthinking, no overshare,
No bowing down to undue glare.
I’ll shed the mask of people’s delight,
No more caged in isolation’s night.
I’ll embrace interactions, their diverse art,
Though storms may rage, they’ll not tear me apart.
No dominance, no exploitation’s vow,
In the name of friendship, I won’t allow.
I’ll be the me I’ve chosen to see,
Resisting the chains of forced identity.
So, here’s to change, to freedom’s plea,
2024, join me, let’s script destiny.
Together, we’ll paint life anew,
Unbound from the past, just me and you.