The morning broke
Woke up with a pounding head
Followed by a grumpy face
Dried up saliva stuck all over the shit ass face
Hair scattered
Bedspreads crumpled
It was a special day
But there was no special feeling
Just couldn't smile my heart out
My chest got heavier
So did my heart
Soon had puffed eyes and a red nose
Had expected a lot
But nothing turned as per expectations
Forgot- Peace begins when expectations end
It's easy to say Cheer up
But it is hard to act so
Really
They said it is your sweet sixteen
Make it fun and special
Wanted it to be the same
No gifts
No party
And hardly any wishes
Most had forgotten
And that's how sweet sixteen
Turned into bitter sweet sixteen.
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Swords and Feathers
PoetryShort poems which may touch your heart<3 I publish completed poems, thus I have slid this 'complete' thingy on; but I would be publishing more poems!
