Young Writers Society

For me, birthdays are 80% gratefulness, 15% happiness from the greetings, 5% existential crisis because you don't know if what you're doing is right and at the same time you feel like you just winged it your way to the age you are now and you feel so old thinking that you're supposed to be matured at this age but you're not yet you feel a sense of loneliness at the same time knowing that a whole bunch of other people just had their birthdays on the same day so is the celebration really...

(sorry random thought I had to let out. and yeah, this had poem potential lol)
(and no it's not my birthday...yet)