16.
the first step to adulthood.
it's funny because i already feel like an adult,
as i've been set to that standard by the people around me.
the night before my birthday
i cried.
cried on my birthday too.
i just feel so alone.
there's a dark force field around me.
no matter how many happy birthdays i receive,
i feel completely
totally
alone.
i've been overshadowed,
forgotten.
i'm just a background character in everyone's life.
i'm not okay on this birthday.
fuck birthdays.
YOU ARE READING
grape soda
PoetryUPDATE: i haven't written a poem in this one in over a year, it's crazy to see how much my life has changed for the better. please read my most recent poems (it's called My journey in Poems) bc that has more poems from happier times(only if you wann...
