Happy Birthday

He hates parties
Especially the birthday variety
They make him feel the opposite
Of what they should.
He sees the cake, the happy family
The perfect home,
The smiles, the presents
All reminding him he has none

A bitter world
A bitter, cruel world
Full of venom, full of emptiness
The faces laugh at him mockingly
Their laughter muffled when they see him
Their faces stop when they see him
He doesnt want their pity
He doesnt want their crippled sympathy

Everytime they laugh he thinks
Of a time his world sounded like theirs
Full of laughter, full of fun
Now however, only emptimess, only pain
Memories die, echoes fade and he's dragged back to reality
Looking around, familiar sounds, without the warmth he craves
Strange how laughter looks like crying with no sound
He leaves, hating parties even more