A New Year Resolution Poem by Troy Tun

how was
last year remains
a question,
certain things can
never become
solidified
even as text.
we never get to the point
where we can look back
clarified
enough to write,
being told
what we were
supposed to be,
how the year was
for you,
for me,
they never
let us be.
it seems everything is
so simple,
but they were never
the real
we.
no,
they can’t do that,
we must get
things clear,
at least this year.
our truth is here
right near us -
not in
someone else’s
mouth
somewhere
out there.