Let It Pass
Posted on: Friday, November 09, 2007
Posted at: 2:03 AM
it's all my fault.
my fault that mum's crying.
my fault that you feel like you're going crazy.

i don't know why i'm made this way.
my birthday just reminds me of how i'm made.
reminds me of my flaws.
talking about my meds?
i hate the day it started.
i can't survive without my meds?
don't make me stop taking them to prove a point.

mum's prolly still crying under her blanket.
you're prolly crying in the shower.
i'm sorry.
i don't deserve a birthday at all.

you ask me what i want.
i want the simplest things.
i want you to stay with me through the night.
i want dinner.
i want it to be normal.
i want it to be tear-free.
i can do without a birthday cake, with a relightable candle on it.
i can do without all the sms greetings.
i can do without picture taking.
i just want the simplest things.

but who am i to demand anything?
who am i to be selfish?
who am i to ask for anything?
who am i to deserve to want something?

but mum's upset.
she'll be upset for a while.
guess there won't be dinner anymore.
no one can make it for lunch tomorrow.
i don't feel like going anymore.
you're prolly upset with me in some way.
i don't think you'll want to see me cry.

it'll just be a lonely birthday.
another ordinary day.
just let it pass.


either don't let it come,
or let it be over.
please....
don't wish me.