They say its time to deck the halls
It’s the time of year Santa calls
But for me it’s the same story
One that’s usually pretty gory
It involves a missing Mother Mary
And a Joseph that’s not so merry
With empty boxes under a tree
And no mindset full of glee
Watching the others open their gifts
As my gaze would slowly shift
To all their smiling faces
Receiving warm embraces
Caring mothers and doting fathers
Meanwhile mine couldn’t be bothered
A season of togetherness turned sad
Reminding me of all I’ve never had
Missing parents, missing presents, missing love
Put a check mark beside all of the above
Basing your worth off the amount received
Taking everything you have not to leave
Fake it till you make it, put on a smile
Be a good girl, you have to stay awhile
Even if your hands and heart are empty
It’s not like you really needed that many
I’ll think of Nester the long eared donkey
And watch the show just like a zombie
The poor creature alone and cast aside
Sounding so similar to my own alibi
Haunting child’s eyes holding back tears
But it’ll be okay, it’s just another year
Still, at night there’s no milk and cookies
Cause fair is fair, so Santa won’t get goodies
Think Existence 