It's my birthday
Once again,
Yet I feel no older.

Twenty-five years sped
Far behind me,
I'm doing good surviving.

Childhood memories
Fade to grey,
It's hard to remember them all.

Honestly, I feel no older,
Not one little bit,
Till I hear that damn rap music.

06/29/2007

Author's Note: Umm, yeah. So it's my birthday and this is kinda how I feel. That and tired. By the way, is damn considered explicit language?

Posted on 06/29/2007
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