Happy Birthday To Me

Another birthday on November 11th Veterans day, Everything's closed like every holiday. Something's suck, But even worse today. I have nothing to do, and nothing ever goes my way. Its been so long since, Anyone said happy birthday. Seems like its been more then 19 years. Maybe I can count my tears, of all these lonely nights and it will add up for the unspoken birthdays. My grand mother, and grand father both hate me. I guess they think of me, As someone that's not family. They don't even call, and say Happy birthday and I know its been awhile. Sometimes, I wish just once someone would pay attention to me, I went to the movies alone tonight, in memory of being with my friends, I don't have a friend anymore. And I remember how I was used because they were poor they never had money to pay for anything, So I always dished it out. I guess that's another thing I've done wrong and still I can't figure out Why, everything always has to be this way. And all these depressing memories keep hitting me today I wish there was no veterans day, then there would be no birthday. there would be no Shelly may. No words left to say, Nothing! Then I wouldn't have to come home to an empty bed. Or think of all these shitty moments that will last me forever. This last year its been so hard to pull my self together and I don't know if I can this time, Depression over family, men, and friends has really ran over me, And left me in depression over all these memories of nothing. Oh how I wish just for once, one thing could go right. Last night my heart was broken, Tonight words still left unspoken And all I can say is happy birthday to me. Written November 11th, 2001 © on Nov 10 2001 03:43 PM PST, Shelly   0 • 1