I remember waking up, looking out my window seeing it snowing , then I'd leave my room run downstairs and see a Christmas tree full of presents!
I felt joy, happiness, excited for it to be Christmas morning!!
Till one day that changed, I'd wake up I'd look out my window..."I hate that it's Christmas" as I thought to myself.
I then would open my presents and say to my little sisters "instead of how the grinch stole Christmas, it's gunna be how Alexus killed Christmas"
They wouldn't care
I would think to myself and say in my mind "this is another depressing Christmas"
Merry Christmas everyone with a name
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PoesíaThese are my poems....some are about some special people that are/were in my life some of these are just my thoughts or how I feel or what I've gone/going thru
