39

Today’s my birthday, I turned 39, I should be laughing, I should be fine, instead I’m thinking, probably too much, bout all the people who didn’t send love, last year was bad, this next is mine, the many years, I’ve said that line, I’ve started again, Ive done it before, another new house, another new door, back to the point, back to this now, back to my feelings, and why I’m so down, the day I was born, the day I was named, feels like a curse, I should be ashamed, made all the mistakes, broke all the rules, end of the day I was the fool, I want it to end, don’t want to be sad, my mum! And my dad!, I don’t give a or maybe I do, I need good friends, only a few, I’m struggling to cope, Im struggling to smile, I’m struggling to say my life’s worthwhile, today is bad, I knew it would be, a day in the life of “happy” Me!