I wonder what it really is
that is so enraptured
enraptured about mine
It’s disconsolate really

I really fail to acknowledge
why you commemorate
when I’m excruciating
It’s perplexing really

With simpers and smirks
yet you fail to perceive
my despondency and agony
It’s excruciating really

so why ceremonialize an existence
that shouldn’t even be