Adios Poem by Juana Cruz

In my near future looms yet another farewell
You'd think I'd grown used to it since it won't be my first
Though each goodbye is never quite the same
Shouldn't I just be happy to be out of this hell?
After all, I know when the dust settles I will say
"I am glad it is over; all is well."

Why then is my heart heavy and in pain?
I'm sleep deprived, depressed, and I've lost weight
But isn't it better to be free than in chains?
Mistake after mistake I know I've made
And when it comes to paying I have paid
I should be celebrating with champagne.

However, I do not.
I know that deep inside people don't change
The new phase in my future looms vague
Too soon to say I've chosen well and celebrate
And it seems as of late I speculate
Am I becoming cynical as I age?