It's not that simple

... is it? No. Nothing's ever simple. But why does it have to be so hard?

I think I hate Christmas. It means nothing to me, except spendind time with my family; a family that doesn't know me, and make it seem as if my younger sister is everything.

I need to get out. Two weeks off school, stuck at home... It eats at me. The emptiness and darkness within me finally takes over as I am mostly left on my own. I can't explain it though.
I've faked smiles so incredibky many times these last two weeks. I don't look forward to school tomorrow. It will be pain. Everybody will wish me a happy new year, smile and ask for what I got for Christmas. Then they will brag about what they got, and they will expect me to be all cheery and happy for them. But I don't know if I can fake it tomorrow. I'm so sick of it all. Don't want it no more.

Sing me to sleep
Sing me to sleep
And then leave me alone
Don't try to wake me in the morning
'Cause I will be gone
Don't feel bad for me
I want you to know
Deep in the cell of my heart
I will feel so glad to go

[title: Isles & Glaciers - Clush]
[Lyrics in text: The Smiths - Asleep]


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