they told me to place
another birthday, another year
surrounded by my family and Friends
but I don't think I've ever felt this alone
I promised myself so many things
I'd do by this day, this year, this age
I hope I've been able to make myself proud
did I make it?
I would've asked myself this today
yes. yes, I did make it
but at what cost?
I wouldn't say I'm happy but
didn't I promise that to myself too?
or is this hollow hope all I'll ever get?
birthdays.
once, maybe, they were milestones
but all they'll ever be is
another candle on the cake
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