Christmastime

Christmastime A time for pleasure Friends to see and presents to treasure. Keeping with our great tradition we are gathered here. Singing only great renditions of holiday songs so dear. Happy, smiling, laughing faces keeping things in the theme Boxes, bows, wrapping, traces of things you’d never dream. I try so hard to keep the peace just to make it through smiling, turning out of place hoping to avoid the truth. You never really cared for me even though I gave you my best I simply, basically cannot see why you treat me different than the rest. Everything you were looking for everything you ever wanted was given to you no questions, no more despite your constant taunting. Why do you see me as a threat? Why can’t you envision the family tree put up in love, lights aglow like that please tell me – why do you hate me?