Birthday

Everybody, so far away
Some of them have a life, still they are not satisfied
Some of them are broken like me,
But they refuse to fight
So why should I?

This is not the celebration, of the day I was born
But of the day that I died, for the last time
Bleeding ritual, my last funeral

I embrace what I am, the nothingness in me
So empty inside
You would not wish me a happy birthday
If you knew I was actually never alive

Everybody, so far away
It’s early 90’s again
I just walked in circles, all these years in vain
It’s zero again, even I am away today

I walked all I could walk
I talked all I could talk
I did all I could do
It all just led me to this
So this is how it ends, nothing left
Give me my death certificate, I will no longer fight the tide
I am officially dead

I never thought I could feel this way one day
Undone, away from home, completely alone
Cannot measure such emptiness and loneliness
No one here with me, as I am consumed by a invisible enemy
No one to keep me company,
As I keep on bleeding, I will bleed all day long
There’s nothing left, but the ghosts in my head
The last fall, will you attend my last funeral?

There is nothing to celebrate,
This is just the day that I died, for the last time
In fact, I was never really alive, I never had the chance to try
Now, that Saturn has arrived,
Why should I?

There is nothing to celebrate,
I was born already torn, already dead
Just give me my death certificate
And let me disappear, as my murdered soul, victimized by anemia,
Burns at the stake
Reduced to nothing but ashes....