Farewell, 2011!
Why did you have to be so very dramatic, dying in front of the cheering crowds, surrounded by the most beautiful colours like the martyr you intended to be? Your last over- whelming success, and now I know I am the winner because I am still alive. You eventually had to fade and we knew it from the start. There wasn't anything good about you. You made me grow older and not an inch wiser in the progress. You almost took my life away but then started giving hope, letting it grow in my hands, just to smash it to the floor when it was big enough for me to be able to hold on to it.
Rest in pieces, you won't be missed.