Black birthday

Birthday. The day of the year I wanna forget. I've never understood why it has to be celebrated to become older. For me it has always been a normal day, I've never felt earning that celebration. Maybe I'm harsh but it just the way it's been. If somebody sent me a birthday card or wished me happy birthday, I didn't know how to take it. 


Until now I've been hiding hoping it will disappear. The fact is that It'll be there every year at the same time of the year anyway.

Now I've learned to accept, that I'm also allowed to have people over to celebrate me. As weird as it still sounds in my ears.


We'll see if I'll be ready for the first time to change things. It's all up to me...