Birthdays...

It's almost my birthday
Just a few hours away
And I can't help but to feel proud
Cause I let myself live another day

But doing so
I don't know about tomorrow
Because birthdays suck
And it fills me with sorrow

They just celebrate
That you're still here
Telling everyone "Hey, I'm not dead
So give me a cheer."

But it's not like you feel different
Knowing you're another year older
If anything
It just makes you feel colder

So I don't know the big deal
About birthdays and such
They seem pretty sucky to me
Because I don't feel different that much