Some people

Love it

Hate it


I hate them 

I go into a daze

I get depressed

I cry for no reason

I have mood swings

I feel like rather 

Than everyone is

Coming together 

Everyone is 

Falling apart

Happy families

Gather together for yearly festivities  

Meanwhile broken ones

Sit in separate rooms 

Or even different places 

To avoid each other and the yearly fight 

Happy Christmas carols and holly makes everyone else jolly

It just makes me plain old sick and tired 

This poem is about: 
My family
My community
My country
Our world


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