Happy 27th at the strike of 12!

At the strike of 12 am later, I will be 27.
So fast the years flew by.
I don't know why but I'm feeling so so sad at this very moment.
I can feel tears welling up in my eyes but I tried my very best to control it.
I'm disappointed.....and that's one word to describe how I feel now.
People change and I can't deny that. How do I find people who can understand me?
Who knows just what actions and words thats hurting me?
I wanna be happy....yes I do.....I wanna jump up high and fly.....
I wanna feel the happiness that some people feel.
Am I gonna spend my birthday in tears?
I wanna be loved by people dear to me......
I need a hug......warm hug by people who sincerely cares......
Who love me for who I am.....who won't hurt me and stab me in the back.....

Last but not least,
Happy Birthday to Me.....
And to my other half, Happy 27th Birthday to you love.....
May you be blessed always....I love you....

I'm really overcome by sadness right at this moment.
I just wish my boss wouldn't look at me right now....coz for sure
he will ask lots and lots of questions....dats the last thing I need now.