The smoke from putting out the candles
Reminds me once again how no one cares
How many years has it been with empty promises?
Being told repeatedly how much fun my birthday will be
You’re getting older we should celebrate
But when it comes down to it their empty words
It would be different if I didn’t see how much effort
Goes into everyone else’s
The smiles I see plastered by how excited they are
It makes me sick; I shouldn’t complain at least they remember
But do they?
I’m celebrated with a cake but who’s going to tell them
That I’m not much for pastries
They bought one so it should count for something
Until you know how each year, I stay up to bake theirs
One they’ll like
One they’ll enjoy
Here’s to me,
Happy Birthday to little Miss Nobody
Feb 24, 2024
Feb 24, 2024 at 12:41 AM UTC
The smoke from putting out the candles
Reminds me once again how no one cares
How many years has it been with empty promises?
Being told repeatedly how much fun my birthday will be
You’re getting older we should celebrate
But when it comes down to it their empty words
It would be different if I didn’t see how much effort
Goes into everyone else’s
The smiles I see plastered by how excited they are
It makes me sick; I shouldn’t complain at least they remember
But do they?
I’m celebrated with a cake but who’s going to tell them
That I’m not much for pastries
They bought one so it should count for something
Until you know how each year, I stay up to bake theirs
One they’ll like
One they’ll enjoy
Here’s to me,
Happy Birthday to little Miss Nobody
Still working on it a bit so it's a work in progress
