It's exhausting feigning happiness
More energy efficient to show apathy
Especially in my case when you can end an otherwise normal birthday feeling crappily
I appreciate all the love and good wishes
And my friends that post jokes that leave me in stitches
But all the laughter, fond reminiscing and talking merrily
Can't do much to stop myself from looking inside and seeing nothing there, and feeling empty
All the drinks in the world can't cure this longing for something or someone
To kick-start my heart like motley crue, and help me find purpose under the sun