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My birthday
Has become synonymous
With loneliness
When I have to order,
Pay for,
Cut my own cake
Alone.
When I have to shed tears
And be there for others
Who have lost someone
On the day the world gained me.
Tried so hard to be selfless
But my heart cries,
And is kind of jealous
Of those who have left this world.
Because of the loneliness
Of what remains behind
Is painful.
And I want to be rid of this pain.
But I cannot play God.
So I cave in,
Isolate,
HERMIT!
And remind myself that
It's just another day.
Happy 39th birthday to me,
From me.
About the Creator
Manisha Dhalani
Content writer and marketer helping solopreneurs achieve organic growth. Loves reading, eating cake, and having insightful conversations.
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