Pity Party

Did all my cursive letters disappear?
The guests are still not here.
I try not to shed a tear.

Maybe it's a cruel joke on me.
Come to my pity party and set me free.
It's my party and I can cry if I want.

But is it really the ending I want?
With the flames surrounding me now.
No wonder,why and how.

I'll cry untill everything is in flames.
Untill I count all the missing guests' names.
Maybe it's a cruel prank on me.

But that's whatever.
Just means way more cake for me.
Now and forever.

Tell me,what do I do to make it all feel better?
Come to my party and set me free.
Maybe if I casted out a magical spell.

But told them it'll be decorated in pastel ribbons.
Maybe if I knew all of them well.
I wouldn't have to go through this hell.

Outside ,I'm laughing,I'm crying.
And it feels like I'm dying.
I'm crying,I'm dying.

There's no point in lying.
I even had a two tier red velvet cake.
Now all to myself.

As the candles burn down this place.
And ""Happy Birthday!"" is all the banner says.
I'm screaming,I'm crying.

I don't fight it no more.
Untill I feel numb.
And don't fight no more.

Balloons all popped.
The cake is on the floor.
And all decoration burned down to the door.

Maybe in another universe,guests came to see.
The decorations,cake.
And congratulate me.

With me opening the gifts.
Guests singing the song.
I try to forget but it doesn't last long.

My pity party burned down to ashes.
But did not cause any rashes.
Soon,they came here late.

Cake on everyone's plate.
Maybe if I knew them well.
I would feel happy,swell.

I sense the smell of birthday cake.
And all the guests came late.
They all saw the flames.

Yet we played birthday games.
At the end of the day,I celebrated with cake.
And found out my friends were fake.

My face,covered in birthday cake.