What is there to say
I will be a year older
Yes I the outcast
Of society
This marks another
Year closer
To freedom
To casinos
And maybe a drink
But why should we
Celebrate
You see
I'm old enough to see
Just how lonely I can be
I will spend my day
"The day "
Alone
Roaming the streets
Waving goodbye
To all those years
Of parties
Where I only invited
Two friends
Because it's all I had
I'll be waving goodbye
To the memories of
Crying each year
For no good reason
You see this year
I'm one step closer
To being
Not only a fully
Grown woman
But an adult
And with age
Comes a new responsibility
I just wish
I was good with goodbyes
Or with handling life
But hey maybe this year
Things will change
But if not
Let's have some
Great ******* cake instead.