Toria

Hey there, my dear-

Why do you call yourself Jinx;
Is it just a clever username
Or is it what you believe?

When you look in the mirror;
Do you see who you are
Or who you've been told to be?

Listen to me, love-

Celebrate even if you feel
Like there aren't enough candles
For the wish you will make

Because you have made it
Another trip around our sun
And it doesn't matter if you've stumbled.

So stay calm, my sweet-

Take up a fork and plate
It is time for you to eat your cake;
So they stop feeding you lies.

You've been force fed bullshit for so long
That you don't notice its foul taste;
Stop doubting that hate can be replaced.

Don't ignore me, darling-

Read on a few more lines:
Keep writing and double touching
The doors you walk through because

If you didn't do all you love and hate to do,
Then you would be somebody else
And this poem wouldn't be for you.

Happy birthday, Toria