Old Person Birthdays

It’s not my birthday anymore.

Thank God.

I never thought I would become

This old person.

One who had special days that hate

That you’re supposed to love.

But I am.

I hate this day.

I don’t know if it’s the unfulfilled expectations

Or the memory of things that are gone forever,

But man it sucks.

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