Happy Birthday to Erika?

What ever happened, to Birthdays meaning everything?
It's as if the word Birthday has just become a plaything!
I mean, I haven't had a birthday party since I was nine,
Ever since my grandparents would call me "sunshine".

In a couple days, I'll finally be fifteen,
Before I know it, I'll be having a sweet SIXTEEN!
What am I doing, for my birthday this year?
After a year full of fears, tears, and pressure for a career.

I am doing nothing yet again, it's as if I have died,
If at some point in my childhood I said I hate Birthday's I lied!
I feel as if I somehow I no longer exist,
As if I was taken off the birthday list.

Do I mean nothing? Not enough to throw a party?
Are you trying to test me?
Does it not matter, that I was born on this day,
And somehow it's treated the same in every way!

I just want a party, a group of friends to sing me a song,
A party that will last all nightlong till dawn, to last me all year long!
I need a party, to make me happy, it's been so long it isn't fair,
So don't stare, when you see, that I'm becoming a square!

IT'S YOUR FAULT!

~*Who Cares?*~