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?
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