my birthday this year was actually nice,

the seventh of October ya read that twice,

compartmentalization made up my day,

and I started to notice there’s gold within grey,

a meaningful time does not mean one thing,

and as my family began to sing,

happy birthday you’ve made it so far,

so many things this year built who you are,

don’t feel bad for smiling and take,

each bow off your gift and eat your cake,

because feeling the weight is what is needed,

but if you stay there your time is defeated,

life is not meant for grieving in rhyme,

you learn it is about balance in time.