The Day After My Birthday.

It was supposed to be my perfect day,
But it changed instantly in the nick of time,
I went off to my computer and chat,
And you stared at me and scolded me.

My heart sank because you did that to me,
You don't care how much it could hurt my heart,
And you scolded the entire family,
With your loud and fierce roar.

When I took the picture of the tiramisu cake,
When she lighted up the candles,
The scene changed this time and they sang a song,
Wished me Happy Birthday.

The day after my birthday, my life is normal.
But I was officially 15 years old,
And those 14's memory will be kept.
But you never celebrate the day I was born,
You chose to skip away from this ceremony,
I had nothing to say but just let it go.

It was Wednesday, and the school bell had just rang,
My friends asked me about my birthday,
I do not know what I should say,
But to give a fake story and conclusion,
Then they cheered, while I was crying in my heart.
The rain had came this time, without carrying my feelings,
I had to admit that this day was not a happy day.

The day after my birthday, I was carried by my tears,
Those tears do make me grow up instead of hiding away.
But there is something more ,in my teenage days,
It was the cooler attitude I shall have.

The day after my birthday, I am writing my story,
Hope that no one would have the same scene as mine.
Just let me taste that feel, just me no other one,
Let me keep this story safe, so that no one will know,
I will keep that in my heart, and there's no other one in,
the day after my birthday.