Today is my birthday, today is my day,
but I'm spending it in my room, wasting away;
'Cause nobody's home, everyone's gone,
someone to spend my birthday with? There is none.
My father's off at work, like he always is,
and mother tells me just to 'mind my own biz';
My sister's studying for a test in school,
I'm all alone on my birthday, but it's cool... It's cool.
It's always been this way, anyway,
not just on my birthdays--it's almost everyday;
I'm always alone in a house full of people,
feeling useless like a blind, mute and deaf old cripple.
All I ever wanted was a birthday with everyone,
a day where we got together and just had fun;
Where we celebrated the life I've had and the life I'll live,
but alas, the only gift I want is the gift they cannot give...
