Everyone wants clothes,CD's,and money
Materialistic joys
But not me,there is only one thing I need
Happiness
Not in a pill or a knife
But realy happiness like everyone else
To not cry night after night
To not resort to sharp,inadimate objects when life is rough
To live in normalcy
To be one of them
So this Christmas while everyone opens their presents
I'll just try to be happy
To stray away from my broken wrist
I hope it's not too much to ask
I hope I can deliver
To come home out of the cold
Become warm,shrug off my shiver
 
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