A Sad Holiday
My routine eats at me day after
day it's always the same time
for some change a different
light a different perspective a
different world it's a damn
shame how this time of year is
suppose to be the happiest but
for some odd reasons all I see
is misery hatred rudeness and
people wonder why this is my
least favorite time of year
what's the point broken family
in a broken home never really
been the same see happiness
and it depresses me wondering
if I will ever experience that I'm
a cross between misunderstood
and confused I want to enjoy
the holidays but why something
bad always happens this time a
year I lose a friend a friendship
dies family members fight the
true meaning of christmas it's
not Santa Claus it's not
presents its happiness
forgiveness family and friends
and all I wanna do is be as far
away from everyone as I can
no one needs to see my
sadness or feel my pain
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