Oh i wish my christmas was feel with joy but some how it can't i don't know if its me or them or maybe because santa gaved me the wrong present or maybe just maybe my family don't see eye to eye i can't live like this anymore one day they make me happy and one day i want to hang myself because than i won't have to celebrate the holidays i mean after all christmas is like a merry go around it comes and goes it dosen't mean anything right after all we celebrate it the same every year for once on christmas i just want the feeling to be loved i guess i wont so therefore im just a christmas star on top of a tree shinning so bright you guys can hardly see oh i wonder how christmas will be when i'm dead i'll never know but i'm gonna guess the same as it was for me.
- Author: NikitaPassmore ( Offline)
- Published: April 27th, 2017 20:52
- Category: Short story
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