Another Birthday
I used to be so excited
the day of my birthday,
be excited to see
what gifts i got,
to get attention
and love from everyone
Somewhere along the way
i lost that spark
Happy excited birthdays
turned into just wanting
the day to be over
Blowing the candle
and wishing for a big toy
turned into wishing
the day would end quickly
So what changed?
How can one go
from loving that date
To despising it
Somewhere along the way
that little happy girl
turned into a shell
of herself
Completely losing herself
so deeply without knowing why
or even how
Some days i wish
i could just come back
To times where it used to be easy
Times where i could be carefree
where i could just laugh easily
no expectations
no pressure
Back to that world
Kid’s live in
where parents sheer them
from the dark world we live in
But that’s not an option
So i just bear
Push myself through the day
hope next year i’ll go by quicker