December 26, 1999

Last night at the Christmas Party,

All laughing and having a good time.

All except for one, all except me.

All eyes excited, except for mine.

Cuz Christmas just reminds me of you.

And how you had to say goodbye.

Somehow when it happened, I just knew,

But to this day, I don't know why.

"Christmas is over! How depressing!" They say.

"The presents, the wrapping, wasn't enough."

I say "Good ridance! Oh, happy day!"

"Bah humbug," and all that other scrooge stuff.

"Desperado" plays in my head.

I mean, why not? You won't get out.

I lay and just cry in my bed.

Sometimes it feels better just to pout.

Why won't you just get off my mind?

Why can't you just leave me alone?

So I can enjoy my Christmas time?

By now, my depression has shown.

My family keeps asking me what's wrong.

they don't konw how to let me be.

"'Desperado' was kind of our song..."

I try to explain as the look blankly.

They just don't understand, I decide,

And retreat back to my little corner.

I can enjoy Christmas on the side,

While I preocupy my mind with you.

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