well....it's here....the day i seem to dread every year......my birthday....
the reasons that i dread it changed over the years
when i was younger i expected people to remember and give me a gift
but now....i just want people to treat it like any day and forget it completely
the older i get the more i want to stay a child
because a child can get hurt, cry, then be all better soon
but as i get older, i remember them and relive the feeling over and over again
maybe it's because i'm not careful enough or that i'm just plain stupid
either way, i just don't like growing up
ok, now i sound like a spoiled brat
the truth is that i want to mature, be responsible and independent
but i caught a glimps of how lonely the adult world is
and i don't want it.....just yet
unfortunately, time has caught up with me
and is about to throw me into the world
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