They sang the song,
Thinking i was happy.
They sang the song,
Wishing me a happy birthday.
They sang the song,
Laughing and having fun.
They sang the song,
Telling me to make a wish.
So i did. And i wished i was dead.
They sang the song,
And clapped not knowing.
They sang the song,
Thinking i was fine.
But I'm not. Im hurt. So just keep singing the song.
Sing the song.
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts
PoetryNot all thoughts are mine. I put down quotes I like too. But a lot of the writing is mine.
