Promise to myself

I am here but you are over there.

These people aren't going nowhere.

I feel my mind is about to scatter

but January will make it better.

I wish so hard I hadn't been so late.

Still this decision you've already made.

So go gather you every star together

for the men are predicting bad weather.

Please don't talk nor make a sound.

True happiness I've already found.

I hope we'll meet again in December,

if I don't forget to, I will remember.