The New Year

It is a new year and yet everything still feels the same.
 I don't feel like myself and I'm not playing any video games.
What is going on with me?
It's been so long since i have written a poem about anything.
Remember 3yrs ago when I first started writing to express myself.
To write such words, it felt like way out of the encircling Hell.
I have not seen my family in such along time.
Since I've been in cold storage, I begin to lose what's mine.
A smile is all she is asking for.
Her request is so sudden, but I smile and say "Sure".
Cant sleep but have so many idea on what i want to do next.
I will never give up, For I am Jynex.
Brown-eyes and natural beauty.
I don't recall ever wanting a phony.
On a roll right now with this poem.
On a real note, I pray for a place i can call home.
What keep me going is the Lord above.
Giving me signs, and expressing love.
I only ask you to be yourself and don't change for the next one.
Its only Jan 8th, be ready, the year has just begun.