Birthday Blues Poem by Laura Anne

Birthday Blues



Another birthday come and gone
Another day you’re not around.

So tired of feeling alone
So tired of being dismissed

When do I matter
When do I get to be notable

You take your time, don’t scurry
You think about what you desire

I may still be around
Or I may be gone...

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