The Unhappy Birthday

Happy birthday they say to me
17 hits and pinches from all.
Did they really mean to do this?
Did they really mean I would be happy?
In my pocket full of shadows
I keep all my secretes and feelings hidden away
In a life of lies does anyone know the truth.
When did I choose to have
All these dis-respectful people in my life?
I can not resist the pain.
I can not resist all the hurtful remarks.
Nor can I resist all the shit they gave me.
So call me an emo
Call me a b****
You don't know me
Or do you?
Did I give you a right to judge me?
All the negativity and all the hate.
Is a part of everyday's life.
But when is enough?
When do you say enough is enough?
Well I am saying it.
Enough is enough!
Back off from telling me what to do.
Back off from being so cruel.
And maybe then you'll know
Who or what I truly am
But till then...
It's just my truly un-happy birthday.