29A Poem by missysueThinking about my birthday coming........wondering how I feel about it.29 This birthday hat. It's lonely this year. Will anyone even care? The sides dig into my ears and the ridiculous silver shines a pattern on the wall. How very magical. I want to scream at it. Tell it to stop all it's shimmering nonsense. I'm not shiny. Nothing about me is. I imagine if it could speak, it would tell me to get lost. And I would reply, "I already am".
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