The document is a birthday poem for a friend celebrating their 21st birthday. In the poem, the author expresses how much their friend means to them, despite only knowing each other for three years. They describe their friend as a sarcastic but deeply sweet person. The author wishes they could better understand their friend's complex mind and offers this poem in lieu of a more extravagant gift since they are not yet a billionaire.
The document is a birthday poem for a friend celebrating their 21st birthday. In the poem, the author expresses how much their friend means to them, despite only knowing each other for three years. They describe their friend as a sarcastic but deeply sweet person. The author wishes they could better understand their friend's complex mind and offers this poem in lieu of a more extravagant gift since they are not yet a billionaire.
The document is a birthday poem for a friend celebrating their 21st birthday. In the poem, the author expresses how much their friend means to them, despite only knowing each other for three years. They describe their friend as a sarcastic but deeply sweet person. The author wishes they could better understand their friend's complex mind and offers this poem in lieu of a more extravagant gift since they are not yet a billionaire.
How much you, girl, mean to me But first: Happy birthday!!!!
I've known you for just a while,
(If that's what one calls three years) And you've often made me smile When I was real close to tears.
You're a cupcake like no other:
A sarcastic, salty one. Underneath all that, tho... Brother! You are deeply sweet and fun.
Let it sound as cheesy as it may,
But I really need to say: You're so dear to my heart, You're so real and so, so smart.
You're a mystery sometimes...
And I'm such a bad detective! I wish I could, many times, See it all from your perspective. Cause your mind is like a circuit, Most tangled I've ever known. And sometimes it is unnerving, But it's so worth to explore.
I wish I'd offer you more than a poem that's banal,
But I'm not a billionaire yet, so for now... this has been all.
Happy birthay, my dear friend.
This poem could've gone worse... Know that you're always in my heart. And bless you on your twenty-first!
Lefty Bipolar Poems, Schizoaffectively Made for You, Psychopathically Yours, Always and Never: Negativity is negligence when your positively negative. So Be Impossibly positive for the possible positivities in your life.