this poem was made in honor of my birthday which is 2morrow enjoy
The day of birth
when we were born
just another day to some
a special day for one
you tell your family
you tell your friends
they say "good"
but no one cares
they promise to show
they promise to call
but you sit in silence waiting
for those who will not show
you crawl to your room
the sadness beckoning
entering your soul
leaving you a shell of your former self
thats when they call
thats when they show
now you cant go back
you lost your soul
what a present.
The day of birth
when we were born
just another day to some
a special day for one
you tell your family
you tell your friends
they say "good"
but no one cares
they promise to show
they promise to call
but you sit in silence waiting
for those who will not show
you crawl to your room
the sadness beckoning
entering your soul
leaving you a shell of your former self
thats when they call
thats when they show
now you cant go back
you lost your soul
what a present.