Happy Birthday

I'm sorry I didn't go to your birthday party

I didn't know you cared about me enough 

to still be mad

I want someone to punch me

to hit all that's wrong out of me

to make everything Stop

all the Noise and all the people

melt away

everything there is

Whenever it gets too late to be

talking in cliches 

I'll have nothing left

and no communication skills

Maybe then I can find you 

I'll let you get me drunk

I know you want to

I just don't know why

I'm not interesting enough.