Is it okay that I spent my birthday alone?
Made my own cake, strawberry and chocolate as one.
Decorated my room with streamers so cheap,
Set it all up the night before I went to sleep.
Silent candle burns,
Solitude, it softly yearns—
A birthday for one,
A birthday for one.
Is it okay that I spent my day with no phone?
Woke up to my stomach's groan,
Stretching out of bed with bones that creak,
I guess that's just the sign of another year’s streak.
Twenty-two things to do on your special day,
“Get free food from places, don’t pay.”
Breakfast and lunch, free, dinner just the drinks,
Enjoying every moment, I didn’t overthink.
Silent candle burns,
Solitude, it softly yearns—
A birthday for one,
A birthday for one.
“Dress up nice and take photos,” they say,
Wore a dress bought for an event that never saw the day.
Watched movies, ate cake, wished on future dreams,
Ended the night with *Sixteen Candles* on my screen.
Silent candle burns,
Solitude, it softly yearns—
A birthday for one,
A birthday for one.
Wrapped up the night, reflecting on my own,
I was okay without a party throne.
Grateful for solitude, embraced every tone,
Enjoyed my birthday alone, and I felt grown.