A Motherless Daughter's Birthday
I became a motherless daughter twelve days before my tenth birthday
Dad thought it'd be great if he threw a huge party
Family and friends all invited
But to his dismay I hated it
I didn't open one present
Didn't even blow out my candles
No slice of cake for me
Nothing
I was a zombie
Walking around as if nothing was going on
As if no one was even there
I went to my room and sat there until the end
Finally when my house was empty
I went downstairs for that slice of cake
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