It's Christmas all over again
The traditional has died and I'm beginning to think I'm nearing the end
Last time I remember feeling Holiday-ish it was an age ago and here again I'm alone and saying so this is what I've become
Shaking my head cause I'm lazy and crazy dumb for letting my wild side drive.
Asking questions does nothing to help ease this hollowed section of me I think I am mourning.
In the morning I will probably cry again when I have nowhere to be and nobody calling me back.
I let it all die and it was too late as I realized the past wasn't meant to last and that precious time was ticking by.
How I didn't see myself missing from the equations and writing myself out of stories is maybe the worst thing and amazing.
The waves begin to crash along with me wreaking having on my blessings.
I'm undressing in the refrigerator and lessing me is lessoning and I'm regretting destiny quest tie on me.
Christ I'd be crossed up on high to get back what never happened to me.
Haphazardly staggered my brain doesn't matter I'm goopy soupy poopy.
