Happy Birthday to Me

It's been 25 years now, I breath the soul into life. One third of my lifeline had been passed, perhaps, not to be in vain. Yet I feel hollow deep in the niche search for an answer.

I step my narrow sidewalk, alone and lonesome. I've been thru ordeals and worst thing in live. I've been so pathetic that no more sentiment could ever portray it. I've been the poet with ever unfinished story. I've been a wreck that nobody won't ever to see.

It was.

Happy birthday to me.
On my 25th anniversary.
July 24th 2007.