And the end came every so slowly approaching
Anti climactic as always
Shall the days ahead renew the process
A new start
The same goal
And then for some people
They rinse and repeat for another set of four years
Times come when everything finally seems to be worth it
And so on this day everything was worth it
That formal name and that little piece of paper mean so much
Time to move on
Time well spent
or time wasted
All i know is that time is never on my side