I have a right to be unhappy.
I'm not complaining
Or being rude.
I'm just upset.
Maybe I shouldn't even be upset.
Maybe I'm being too ungrateful
Because my sixteenth birthday
Is a ******* joke.
Happy sweet sixteen, Lindsey.
Oh, by the way,
All that stuff I promised?
Yeah, it's not happening.
Hope you don't mind I told you
Two days in advance.

Whatever.