DID I MENTION I HATE MY BIRTHDAY?
My parents always told me my birthday
Was a day to celebrate me
So why does everyone else get a say
In what I should strive to be?
Threatened by my uniqueness
They attempt to destroy my peace
Mistaking my strength as weakness
Watch my power increase
You can steal away my birthday
But you will no longer have a say
In how I choose to be me
Unapologetically
I can now be forever free
