The funny thing about birthdays and holidays is that everyone seems to care.
Maybe they do or maybe it’s a front
Your friends and associates
Your parent’s friends
Your distant relatives
Anyone who has you on Facebook or your phone number can send words
Then, you wait another year or another holiday
Or you wait another favor to hear from them again.
But you get so alone
Waiting to hear again
And then you wake up one day
To realize nothing makes sense.
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