I am upset about my brithday.
Gave up on a perfectly good, once a year chance to make a valid wish.
No cake. No wish.
No birthday. No celebration.
Normally, i wudnt care much for my birthday.
This year was different.
N yet, this year was the worse nothing-est. (Tnx for going out wit me tat day guys.. Jus let me rant without bein insulted?)
I know its probably just me.
Probably coz i made it tat way.
It was only nothing bcoz i cared for it to be something..
maybe..
My birthdays are nothing all the time anyways.
No license. No car.
No town. No friends.
No cake.
No alcohol.
(i never even used to care for cake. not to mention alcohol. heh.)
Maybe worse of all..
No wish.
When i need one.
dun we all...
(sigh... no wait.. tats not the worse of all....)
When im allowed to drive alone...
be it months from my birthday...
be it tat my life'd be over anyways...
i shall drive out alone
preferably in the middle of the night
get myself a lil cake
n a candle
n make myself a wish
under the stars
a wish tat wud be too late to make maybe
but somethings are never too late
i cud still drop dead the next day
(heh. bet u didnt get tat.)
hey maybe i'll get myself a tattoo
whos to say no now anyways
yes i know its me
even for reasons different than that stated above
its always me
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