Birthday

Sitting here so lonely,
birthday came and gone,
not a single present,
no happy birthday song,

i knew it’d be this way,
the worse birthday yet,
nothing else to say,
but how could they forget,

never got to make a wish,
i wish i wasn’t born,
didn’t have cake or candles,
to make this wish on,

so ill keep going,
wishing i was dead,
maybe next years better,
maybe they wont forget.