do i live in this world with fake friends, ones that dont even remember that it is my birthday today. who do not wish me well. who do not even know. i have told them many a times that it my birthday on january 29th. but it seems to go in one ear and out the other.
so i feel now that my birthday is tainted, i am not fully happy. why? cause how can you be happy when you dont get told
:happy birthday david:
:whoo hoo, go david. happy 17th!:
i am alone, smile to my family at the dinner table. when deep down i am silently crying.
do i even exist in this world? does anyone know? its my birthday.......
Little bit late.. but happy birthday!
And thanks for rating my poem, I really appreciate it :)
Well many people forget birthdays, but remember that there are also people who do remember them and will not forget to remind you.
Enjoy your 17th!