i remember how you bought me a cake,
i shook my head to wake up
i thought it was just a beautiful dream i was still in
but he was there for me,
with all sixteen candles on my cake
it said
"happy birthday"
it was the sweet sixteen like i always wanted

he was there right in from of my eyes,
he was dancing with the lady of his choice,
he was happy,
dancing all night long made him look sweaty and ******,
i saw him how he glanced at her,
he was in his own world,
i could not speak to him
i wanted to say-
"please please listen to me, all i want is you and you"
i saw him being ecstatic
i stood there by the corner, looked at him
being all ALONE AND ALONE
just by myself!

I've cut our connections
and burnt my poor illusions
and tempting provocations
like eternal frustrations
for such hopeless situations
gave me a lot of delusions
and lessened reservations
to hide my expectations
and lamest inhibition
like a huge botheration
to one whose intentions
has faded into oblivion
and nasty desolation.