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