My Day

Counting down,
The year, month,
Day, Hour,
Minute, Second,

Break out the wine,
And party hats,
For death is closing in,
Another year lost,

List everything learned,
From heartache,
To bitter sweet lessons,

Making this poem,
So I don't forget,
It's "my" day,

"My" day to celebrate,
"My" approaching death,
"My" day to make a crummy poem,
It's my day guys

So I'm breaking out the wine,
Forget the party hats,
Because I just want to forget,
So just give me the whole bottle.

Because I don't want to remember,
I want to wake up with a headache,
I want to not remember anything,
I don't want to remember my day,

So give me my bottle,
It's my day,
So just let me forget,
Just this one time,