Somehow Happy

I see the clock falling,

as my life pass by,

knowing the speed,

but not the direction.

Time flows,

I let it go,

now as in the past,

for tomorrow.

Everything left me,

everyone lost my old me,

while I changed,

while the old collapse,

for a dangerous new.

And as this new left me too,

I felt disperse,

like I'm lost in my own way.

Where's my direction,

I too time ask,

to find my self back to think,

and say back,

that somehow,

I'm still happy.

Time has forged me,

and the new year will tell,

if I’m ready or not