I stand at 24 today……………
Is it the time to look back?
If it is……..I don’t want to……..
Is it the time to look ahead?
Well, I have nothing to look ahead to……..

Birthdays are such trash………
They force you to analyze
There’s a strange silence inside me
A silence I don’t want to break……
When the phone rang at 12 last night
I wished all my friends just messaged me……..

Half asleep I accidentally threw my phone into water
If only pain could drown with that device
And birthdays never came………
A half-drunk 3 second b’day wish from each friend mocks at my numbness
I want to look at my life sitting in one corner….sulking to its own strangeness

The crystal rose was the 1st present of the day……….
Crystal like me, whose fragrance left it days back
But it still shined, with its artificiality……….
People’s gaze longed for a birthday dress on me…………
If clothes could color the black and white’s of the soul
I would buy some new clothes for sure………

I want to be left alone today……..
If only wishes were granted!