he replied
your birthday is this week
how do you feel

honestly
it'll be another day
it's another year
one number added to another
one more second to waste
the sun will come up
the moon will shine
I don't see why
pretend that
everything seems fine

It really doesn't matter right

It's so easy
to ignore you
whenever you're not around

pretending
I'm not awake

couldn't you see me
smiling into the pillow

I can't hear you well
anymore

eating people's emotions
settling deep in my stomach

I don't have any for myself

a hopeless mindset

I guess our hearts don't work the same

I felt like sleeping on the floor
forget about all the dirt that lays under

tomorrow is the future
today is our reality

I worry about next year
halfway through November

it's cold
a nightmare
appears in my dreams
why didn't I know

am I thankful
for what life has given me

no no
not really

I'm a bit sorry

no no
not really

everyone is so dull
so I lose my mind
somewhere down the line

I know how these ungrateful beings work
the way they use kind people
as puppets
they have not felt guilt

I know how they sleep
the way they smile and laugh like
they haven't hurt
and destroyed hearts

I know
they don't have their own