Families gathered round the table,
For me, that\'s another fable.
Warm turkey for all,
I\'m out in the hall,
Unseen, unheard,
Are holidays absurd?
To me they are,
I strum my guitar.
Sing songs of pain,
Tell of despair\'s reign.
While they dig in,
A tale I will spin.
Speak of life so inane,
It could drive one insane.
Could it all be a lie?
Can words dignify,
Bring truth to light,
They eat all in sight.
Fatter they become,
Soon they succumb,
Blinded by nomality,
It\'s all banality.
They don\'t even know I\'m gone,
Like I wasn\'t there all along.