March the fifth, could be just any day,
But for me it's a time to sit back and meditate.
Not because it's my birthday, I'll want what others expect.
For 9 to 10 years I haven't celebrated it as expected.

It's a day to remind me the pain my mother went through.
The pain all mothers will never forget they went through.
And between me and you,
I think she feels that pain every time she cries and I think I feel it too.

What a day, just a day for someone else tho.
But they don't know, they're focused on their birthday.
That's how the world work for all of us.
Only your family and friends or maybe people in your class or work place may know.

March the fifth, could just be any day,
But I thank God for not only my birthday but for every other day.
Because I could have been dead before it had arrived.
So I'm grateful even tho I never enjoyed it that much ever in life.