At this very moment, right now, I am happy. This could all change tomorrow or next week, or even next month, but right now, things are good. Things aren’t perfect (are they ever?), and I’m not exactly where I want to be, but I’m getting there. I’m looking forward to the coming year. Change is sometimes difficult to cope with, but this time, things are okay. The awkward fumbling of adapting to a different situation can sometimes cause more emotional distress than it’s worth, but it feels to me like it is a necessary evil.
Hope and change are wonderful and terrible things.
Shove all your problems under the rug Then you wonder where the smell came from Rotting out from the inside This is your fucked up family So many minds that nobody ever speaks Rotting out from the inside…rotting out. Nuclear family falling out Winter forever in this house, they’re Rotting out from the inside So put me out of my misery If it ever happens to me, no Rotting out from the inside…rotting out Rotting out…Rotting out Rotting out…Rotting out Beat my head till I can speak Not gonna let it happen to me, no Rotting out…Rotting out Rotting out…Rotting out