Unhappy Birthday to Me

glasscake

I loathe my own birthday.

They don’t understand.

Just forget it, I tell them.

They shrug it off, and still plan.

…..

It always reminds me,

of the dear ones I miss.

Of those that departed,

and good times long gone.

…..

I’m not my real self here,

I never can be.

So leave me alone please,

It’s MY birthday you see.

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