(I actually wrote this yesterday. 12/13 was my birthday my 16th)
I looked at my reflection
And wished myself a happy birthday.
I searched for the affection.
I had urned 16 today.
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Where had the time gone.
It seemed like yesterday I had just turned three.
But 16 years had now forgone.
And the only person left was me.
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16 years of sorrow.
Would be celebrated today.
A life lived with no tomorrow.
This was my dismay.
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I felt my face,
To make sure I was still there.
I was a disgrace.
I was my own despair.
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I looked at photos from the past.
And tried to remember happy times.
The times that didn't last.
Each photo was a crime.
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But my birthday had arrived.
I couldn't believe it had been 16 years.
I was surprised I had survived.
I hadn't yet drowned in my own tears.
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The years went by so fast.
I don't know where the time has gone.
Has sixteen years really passed?
I didn't even have time to yawn.
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Looking into that mirror, I noticed all the scars.
I could see my heart fight to stay alive.
I could see my brain hidden behind society's steel bars.
My body had fought so hard to survive.
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Sixteen years and I feel like I'm fifty.
Sixteen years that have gone by too soon.
Sixteen years that have been rather thrifty,
It will be sixteen years at 2 O'clock this afternoon....
