365 of 365

What we know was kept unused in a fallen rack

Unread chapters about life, we carried in a bag

If we knew how to trust, things would be better if we addressed 

And talked about all the 365 pages flipping in our chest

The more anger we throw out, the more peace we'll get

No regrets will be penned down if we keep the silence 

Store the tears and cry the rest of the valence

The more words we grow, the prettier flowers we show 

Fill all the pages with happiness like never before 

365 of 365 is our only goal