I'm sorry for feeling this way, I'm sorry for reacting like that.
Seeing the grey clouds on my way home makes me down too.
But after this, I've made up my mind that I would never ever make myself feel this way anymore.
Another thing, I dislike birthdays,
Now it seemed more like a hassel.
Hopes, surprises, smiles ain't real, wishes ain't coming true.
It's like everything's falling apart and birthdays do not hold that special meaning close to heart anymore.
Maybe I'm just a bitch who just think of the dark side, maybe it's just today.