Birthday I Wish Would Never Come Poem by Connor Whyte

As the day goes by I get older and my mind grows heavy, Tomorrow I wish would never come as A year goes by I grow older and I become colder.
My eyes have seen so much and more things I see as days go by I become older, I hate birthdays because no one shows anymore and no one wishes me well, Why care when no one cares anymore I have lost friends and days get longer.
I wish my birthday would never come because I only get more depressed, And life just seem to press me, All I want is to be known again, I feel no comfort and I feel more death,40,000 people die every day how come I am not one of them, If I could take this burden away I would because I can't confess to my happiness, I feel so numb and life becomes a mess.
Go away and feel death that I feel, Maybe if people would feel the way I do I would not feel alone, Nothing seems to level out only starts to slope and go down hill, Take one more pill to feel at ease living this life I live is just an excuse, I stand in the door way and people pass as I am invisible.
Cut this life I live and never cross it again, One thing I will wish for my birthday tomorrow is that I will not exist and thats A promise, Leave me alone like everyone else has, Don't say A word and leave me at rest, Vision gets blurry and nothing comes in focus, I cuss to express this death that I feel.

Go and never come back I just don't want to be left, Ashes to ashes and dust to dust I blow in the wind and go farther away until my body is at peace with its self.