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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
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May 9, 2021
May 9, 2021 at 9:39 PM UTC
Birthdays (Sad Days)
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
I wrote this on my birthday in 2019, it must have been depressing! lol
JenniLittzi
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JenniLittzi
36/F/Florida
May 9, 2021
May 9, 2021 at 9:39 PM UTC
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