Happy  birthday to me? 

Another year 

And I really begin 

To realize 

To see 

With my eyes open 

! My Self awake 

That I cannot begin 

To make 

A life of anything

Going anywhere 

In a place full of nothing 

And no one who cares 

To be something 

Better

Better than they become 

After years of booze

And a lifetime of use 

One Can’t become anyone 

Stay the same 

And all you breathe is to die 

Never want change 

Then you can’t wonder  why 


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