How easy, they can forget me
Like a flower, caught in the breeze
Just there wailing away and flaking
Unsteady, like the ground shaking
It is water boiling over the edge
And me standing on a ledge
Birthdays always have me a mess
Sad days make me feel less

Another year goes by
I guess it’s true that time flies
But I still feel like I’m stuck
Inside four walls, in a rut

How easy, they can forget me
Like a flower, caught in the breeze
Just there wailing away and flaking
Unsteady, like the ground shaking
It is water boiling over the edge
And me standing on a ledge
Birthdays always have me a mess
Sad days make me feel less

Don’t feel that I have survived
Instead I feel over and over-victimized
Birthdays mean nothing more
They just cause me to be more insecure
And unsure...

How easy, they can forget me
Like a flower, caught in the breeze
Just there wailing away and flaking
Unsteady, like the ground shaking
It is water boiling over the edge
And me standing on a ledge
Birthdays always have me a mess
Sad days make me feel less