All I want for Christmas, Is to feel like myself again... I marked it on my wishlist, But I never seem to win... I remember making angels, Laughing happily in the snow... Taking pics from angles, Hoping mother time went slow... Embraced by family and friends, Staying away from the mistletoe... I felt so overjoyed with cheer, Waiting on Christmas every year... It became my favorite holiday, Something I wasn't used to... I loved seeing gifts under the tree, I miss smiling mischievously... All I want for Christmas, Is to feel like myself again... I marked it on my wishlist, But I never seem to win... If I could feel like I used to feel, Then I'd know that my life is real... I missed my all white grill... And trying to sing like Faith Hill... I went from Frosty to Scrooge, I went from Santa to the Grinch... I'd go back and be sad all over, Just to give my old self closure... I miss caring about everyone, I miss enjoying the holiday fun... It's a paradox of my nightmare, Wishing the old me was still here... Staring up at the cold night sky, My head is too foggy to think clear... All I want for Christmas, Is to feel like myself again... I marked it on my wishlist, But I never seem to win... Christmas was love at first sight, Now it's like a bad break up... It feels like the first time, You see the beast under the makeup... Where are you Christmas...? Why can't I find me...? Why have I gone away...? Where is my laughter...? You used to bring me...? Why can't I hear myself play...? My world is changing... I'm rearranging... Does that mean Christmas changes too... Where are you Christmas...? Do you remember... The one you used to know...? I'm not the same one... See what the time's done...? Is that why I have let myself go...?
It's not a visual representation of my continuous threads. I've never seen a straight male hate on another straight male over writing/typing. Proves how suspect you are.
Ur never too old to have a good childhood. Never too old to have a happy Christmas... Christmases are still gonna be happening long after you grow old and depart. Magic ain't dying yet.
All this time of calling me gay now you call me straight, that’s new And it’s not hate, I actually dont like reading that much but thread was being ignored so I had to bump it cause some people like reading these