a twenty first to remember
popped balloons taped to the front window
a twenty first birthday banner at a jaunty angle across a front door,
a living room full with one person, head in hands
the low music playing won’t numb this pain that bores,
people invited seemed to not want to turn up
is there a reason for your severe lack of popularity,
I’m sure its your attitude that slips your personality up
may I suggest some inward reflection to maybe gain some clarity,