Almost 40

happy birthday to me.

it's easy to see i'm as miserable as can be.
there's no one waiting to dance with me.
i see today as another day in one more year alone.

happy happy birthday to me.

you know i'm a lonely person.
i push and kick myself down all the time.
how i made it this far baffles all.

happy happy happy birthday to me.

just call me a pessimistic bitch.
my life has no shine in it anymore.
all i ever do is complain about every little glitch.

happy happy happy happy birthday to me.

oh, by the way, i got a two cards this year.
and my kid called for money and said, oh, happy birthday,
like she had forgotten me.

happy birthday to me.

i've gone crazy trying to fit into a world that won't accept me.
i'm exhausted from trying to get ahead.
i know it's an uphill battle, it always has been.

happy happy birthday to me.

yeah, what a fucking fabulous birthday for me.
i wrote this poem four years ago and nothing has changed.
i'm beating myself up for the same old shit.

happy happy happy birthday to me.

next year i'll be 40.
i've been stuck on the past burning time like trash.
almost is always the norm.

happy happy happy happy birthday to me.
the men have changed.
the hurt remains the same.
i guess i'm the one that is to blame.