I know it's not what Christmas is all about
But with no family and no love what is there to celebrate
With no gifts to give or recieve from eachother
And no true feelings to render and communicate.
When all the other girls brag about their gifts
I get to sit and listen and tell them how I recieved not a thing.
And they will sit and stare like I'm a poor girl
When really I have no one to sit and express my frothing.
I feel like an abandoned child on Christmas Day.
Running to open the presents but finding nothing around
Wondering what I did that was so wrong, that put me on the bad list
Even though I tried the hardest I could and didn't make a sound.
Bubbling up in terrible misery under the lights
They sing to me a song of remorse that hope forgot to cure
But I know that's not what Christmas is all about
What is it about when you have no real family to allure.
When you shut the door in the carrollers faces
Do they go home to pray for us or cus us under their breaths
We don't deserve to celebrate this magical holiday
Unless we undergo miserable but ending deaths.
Where is my home, my spirit on such a holy night
Or my family I thought would make me happy without a doubt
Or the presents that were suppose to be laying under the tree
But I know this is not what Christmas is all about.