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My birthday is coming up, Each day is getting longer.
Brighter, warmer and more colorful.
But my emotions are getting colder, and more black and white.
Where did the familiar faces go.
I am spending my birthday drinking alone.
I don't think you know the suffering I had to under go.
Every inch of me wishes Things weren't this so.

If I could change I would.
I guess I accepted my fate as being alone.
stuck in my head, overdosing myself on the fiction of dreams.
I took so many milligrams of day dreams I put myself in a Coma.
These violent misplaced words won't make the time change.

You don't perceive what I see.
You can't interpret my emotions
I just wish I could live in these memories.
Of past times, and people I wish I could say I would see again.
I am left alone. in the destruction of isolation.
I am nomadic, I have no home.
Or so it seems.
Own mother says I don;t love her enough.
So I guess I really am on my own.
If I were you I would be concerned.
I am...