Christmas in April.

i miss christmas.
although each year its getting --
i dont want to say worse and worse,
but its not what it used to be.
we used to be so happy,
but now theyre just trying.
or maybe deep down inside
im still the same spoiled brat
that got too used to getting presents
stacked up to the ceiling in big boxes.
i just miss the spirit and the care.
it seems like now they dont care and
as were getting older the joy fades.
the live tree they bought one year smelled really nice.
and i loved how its sharp fingers always pricked me.
now all we use it artificial trees.
and at dads, we use the same one that stays decorated all year.
giving gets hard because people are getting pickier.
i miss the songs.
our traditional tape that we play each year.
i don't like how christmas is getting.
im going to change it this year.
by myself, maybe.
they wont expect it.
=]