BIRTHDAY GIRL

Another year passed before my eyes.

I do believe I am getting wiser,

More miserable and bitter, too.

Is this the price to pay?

I keep making hopeless wishes, but those are lies.

For the littlest of affection, I'm a miser.

A smile plastered on my face, no one ever knew.

Ink wasted on memories I will keep carrying anyway.

Blowing out the candles, a new sunrise.

My best years, but I am a mere prisoner.

Perpetual death sentences, I will not come through.

I ought to endure this grim penitence, so here I stay.