Birthday Bias
Editor Underground
“You’re so big now”, can hide many thoughts that run through their minds.
Piece by piece you start to dissect me with insecurities,
Like an old puzzle that slowly becomes unsolved?
Another celebration overflowing with presents filled with scars throughout my body,
Guests share their piece of mind like the heavy frosted icing on their slice of cake.
At 9:00 p.m., the guests follow each other out the door,
Like a bunch of ants into their colony,
I ran up the inclined stairs, into the room with the rejuvenated soap bars,
I leave the water running into the hollow bowl to soak my abused body.
I begin to scrub out the newly wed scars on my body before they stain,
My skin becomes strawberry pigmented as my eye's overflows like the tub.
I cannot wait until next year,
happy birthday.