Birthday Party

Birthday cake and candles at seventeen
Family and presents
Little sisters, blonde hair and bubbles in the air
I can still see my new blue dress with flowers around the hem
When I look back I can’t remember my dad being there
Never there when it really mattered anyway
Just another year that ended and began with tears
Not really your day or party even if it should have been
Maybe that’s why you hated every birthday until you finally turned thirty

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