My Birthday's Today Poem by Amanda Nelson

My birthday’s today. I’m so glad.
My birthday’s today. Now I’m sad.
My birthday’s today. I gave you tons of clues.
But you couldn’t figure out the big news…
I’ve talked about it before today a lot.
It was my birthday today... Daddy, you forgot.

I got no presents from you,
Not like other kids do.
Their fathers always know.
But…so?
You’re still a great daddy, right? ? ?
Yeah, I’m fine… it’s alright...

Just because you drink that nasty beer sometimes,
And you don’t read me nursery rhymes…
That’s perfectly fine.
I’m yours, your mine.
That’s all I need to hear.
I’m not going to let that dreaded tear…
*Fall.*

It fell. I cried.
You asked what’s wrong with me. I 'sounded like I was gonna die.'
Well, daddy, can’t you see?
You forgot about my birthday, you forgot about me.
The day I was born.
Oh, daddy! I’m so torn…

I lied today.
Are you happy?
My teacher asked me what I’m doing for my special day…
I didn’t know what to say…
I told her you were taking me to Disney land
And that we would have a picnic at the beach and play in the sand.
She smiled sweetly and said I must have a very grand dad.
Daddy, I felt so bad.

You don’t even remember,
Dad, just listen! Look at the calendar!
Look at the month; don’t you realize it’s November?
The first,
The day of my birth.
The day I came into the world…
When I was just a little girl…
Daddy, I’m still small, eight isn’t very old...


My birthday’s today. I was so glad.
My birthday’s today. Now I’m sad.
My birthday’s today. I gave you tons of clues.
But you couldn’t figure out the big news…
I’ve talked about it before a lot.
It was my birthday today. Daddy, you forgot.


I’m ashamed of what I told.
I’m sad you don’t remember.
But, most of all,
I’m sad it’s November.
The first.
Well, I guess what losers say really is true...
first is the worst.