Ain’t nobody celebratin’
No phone calls or happy wishes
No songs a’ dedicatin’
Or favorite dinner dishes

Ain’t no floaty balloons
No fancy cake with flowers
Just me, starin’ at the moon
Sittin’ ‘lone, countin’ hours 

It ain’t my favorite day
Reminded I was birthed and forsaken
So I use the 364 unbirthdays
To celebrate my makin’

-image from Alice and Wonderland via Tumblr; shared in response to the Mindlovemisery Menagerie Tale Weaver prompt, unbirthday; it’s not my birthday, and this isn’t indicative of my experience, just imagining how it might feel