205. July 24th
The dawn of a new era,
A fresh start and a new beginning.
A second chance to act differently,
A second chance, a blank canvas.
Who would take up this opportunity?
How many would come.
Asking for a new life,
Asking for a second chance.
Yet for how long would the life be different?
For how long would the resolutions be kept?
People will always fall back into their old ways,
They continue to never be perfect.
Perfection is not possible,
For fickle humans like us.
Idealism is hopeless,
For ideals do not last.