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It's My Birthday and I'll Cry If I Want To
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Personal (Melancholy) Another year older
but nothing else has changed.
I'm still sitting in my room alone
and stuck in this meloncholy mood.
This day, the anniversary of my birth,
this so-called time of celebration
has been just miserable.
Nothing turned out how I hoped;
every gift proved more trouble
than it was worth.
Let me just close my eyes
and sleep through the rest of
this horrible day.
I can't say I can relate to
I can't say I can relate to this, and am really grateful of that, but in my 30s I do remember feeling a couple of birthdays where I took some action to 'light a fire under my but' so to speak! Something about the thirties that really brings on the pressure to stop dilly dallying around according to most people I know. Hope you find something worthwhile in the coming years. ~much metta~
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "