Time To Go: A Poetry Collection

Future

Just yesterday we woke up into a world

Of shows that are over twelve years old,

Of people going insane over a dog,

Empty was the status of my Writer's log.

A new dance was invented just for fun;

Slowly losing sanity, we were so worried when somebody won.

Now for next year, I don't want to waste it;

So let's achieve success, chase it,

And this year was crazy, we set the world on fire.

While the next year is the one we'll look back at and admire.