A Holiday for the Lonely

What is a holiday for the ones who have none No one to belong to, no specialities to be done When the feelings of festivity fall flat on the ground When on the inside there's not a single sound What are these celebrations but another day in time? What do they mean if you don't spend a dime? Are they simply reminders of what you have not? While seeing the others who have a lot? A holiday for the lonely, is simply unfair There will be no yuletide cheer filling the air No love to be shared because no one is around To a life of sadness my heart feels bound So when it becomes again this time of year The most I will do to celebrate is shed a solemn tear Remember the time back when I was loved Memories that turned sour, once beloved