Birthday tears
Come at last,
These tears do not sooth
They only make things worse

I sit and cry.
My day
The day i was born
Is the day
You soon will all morn.
The news will read
"A tragic death;
A girl has died,
It is said to be suicide."
What was the reason
Why did she cry
And why did she choose suicide?

You will remember
Every word that you said
That cut me deep
Deep within my head

You forgot me
And all about my "special day".
How can it be
That you couldn't see
That i was unhappy?

Now
Everytime this day comes by,
You will sit and cry.
All because i will choose suicide.

 
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