Christmas time
Mistletoe and whine
I don’t really like Christmas time
Honest here, i’ll be with you
It’s the time on my own
Feeling truly alone
My friends their all busy
With families their own
Don’t talk about my family
On my own rather be
Their views on my life
Good things they don’t see
Make me feel like
Dead, I should be
Saying things cant repeat
Not good for my head
I love my work life
But for two weeks
It’s all gone
So here I am
Sat alone, thoughts are my company
They are pretty mad
I can’t stop crying
Yes, its really that bad
Just sitting here lonely
Nothing to say
Why won’t these bad thoughts
Please go away
Today its Christmas
A day for good cheer
Think I might go
Get myself a beer
Alcohol though makes me
Worse than I am
Makes me think
Why am I like I am
So, from this miserable fuck
To you and yours
Merry Christmas everyone
Enjoy yourselves