Happy Birthday the clock ticked
Blow out the candles that i picked
I am no a cake addict
and so many years has skipped.
Should i be happy? Because i am growing older
Sometimes people say that i am a scolder
What they see now is, i am a candle holder
What i think is, i am a beholder.
Hide more secrets which nobody knew
I wish there would be at least one "You"
Cry more tears as sanity falls
Remember you're alone and no love calls.
Pain, its endless as you wait
Its 2 into piece of eight
Oh no! Maybe i forgot my age.
This is called Happy Birthday
and i wonder what-do-they-say?
Is it truly happy
or a gift with a candy?
Once i look at the mirror all i see
Is a broken little guy well hidden
Many things unsaid, written
That makes me sicken and forbidden.
Behind the mask of true acting
People think i am relaxing
Silenced because of fear and reality
There's divine spirituality
I believed that someone will rescue me
From the nightmares and tears
From the pain and fears
From the secrets hidden from adult's ears.
It will get better i whispered
It will get better i screamed
But it didn't so i thought
This is i dreamed.
Demons and Devils are piled in my mind
Voices of pure evil seems to be his kind
This poem is Undefined like the author behind.
And with a good joke i'll like to end this note.
-I'm jealous of my parents
I'll never have a kid as cool as theirs :p lol~
Happy Seventeenth Birthday to me! btw, the birthday is on tomorrow i.e. 20th Sep.
