New Year, Old Me : A Resonance Poetry

It’s a new year but this time, I have no point to prove.

I don’t need to change who I am to please you.

Why do I want a new me when I always knew…

…that this version of me will always improve.

You are under no obligation to be who you were, yes!

But this time, I’m not going to beat myself up and stress

trying to make Resolutions, only to regret

trying to be a good person only to impress

So instead of trying, I will simply be

And rather become the best version of me

In what I say, do, hear and see

Instead of living one year at a time

I choose to live one day at a time

Calm myself in the storm because everything will be fine

and stay motivated by choosing to be kind

After all, what matters the most in life?

Isn’t it self-improving, having one another and overcoming strife?

So new year, old me because the old me is the real me

…and the “new year, new me” is what I pretend to be