31st January 09
Today is my birthday, the 31st of Jan, and today I'm 17 I'm still in pyjamas, the clock ticking at 11.15 My mother is snoring at the other side of the room Did not hear a word from her to make my heart bloom But I'll just stay put in front of my computer, entertaining myself from misery and hunger to make the clock even faster I sing myself a song that made me become a survivor. Under the shower my heart sank Knowing I had nothing to appreciate on this evening At 3.00 p.m I must say, I almost gave up and don't bother about a birth day The phone started yelling and I was happy as hell I can be But I walked in the corner with tears falling out, non-stop Thank you, my friends There they were, they lighted up my day with their presences on that day Thank you, my friends. That was a memorable day of my 17th moments Thank you, my friends For letting me smudge my love onto your faces with lots of creams Thank you, my friends Thank you for everything. ...