Today's a special day,
Born on this exact day,
But now,
Can't help but cry,
Isn't it all jinxed,
You know I'm in misery,
So why do we celebrate,
When I want to cry,
Every year,
It's just the same,
No I know,
But now,
I'm crying at a cake,
Because no one,
Decided to join,
I'm not old enough to say,
Why I live every year,
It's just not the same,
Between me,
And a heartless cry,
Bullied on this day,
Beat me up just to say,
Happy birthday,
Cause it's not the same,
Every year,
Maybe I'll die,
Or disappear,
Because these holidays,
Aren't getting fun,
Instead it's just a bum,
Now I'm crying again,
Because all my friends,
Decided to beat me up,
My little heartless body,
Then tell me,
Happy birthday,
I love you,
Your alive another year,
But this year it's going to have no cheer,
Instead I'll cry alone,
Because no one remembered,
That I'm a person,
In a world that feels unfair,
But now,
I can't help but cry,
All night,
Cause all my friends,
Are dead or gone,
Beat me up,
To tell me,
Happy Birthday,
But this year,
I won't spread cheer,
I'll cry under a table,
Hiding from the ones,
Who aren't my friends,
Hoping that I'll disappear,
So they won't do it again,
On a special day,
I used to love,
But it's not the same,
When your told to die,
On your birthday
• • •
-Jay-
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In The End No One is Okay
PoetryHello, person whom must be reading this, my name is Jay, I write a lot of poems. So this will be a place I'll write them down for whom ever wants ideas, feels lonely, or wants to read. Whatever it may be, keep in mind there are trigger warnings, dee...
