this and that

The year I followed my firm heart,
was the same year my heart changed.
The year I ignored the feeling in my gut,
was the same year I realized I had to trust it.
The year I stopped believing,
was the same year I realized I could not afford to stop.
The year I followed my only truth,
was the same year I realized it was all a lie.
The year I tried to make it right,
was the same year I realized not everything can be fixed.
The year I tried to evade people who needed me,
was the same year I realized I needed some of those people, too.
The year I tried to follow a dream
was the same year I realized I could happy living a different one.
The year everything was going to change,
was the year it did.