christmas dosent feel the same this year
but not from snow or lack of cheer
its just not right this time and place
or look on evrey passerbys face
it came to fast this year
snuck up with nothing to hear
mabey im worng or just confuzed in this night
but somehow some way its really not right
but this is only the eve not htere yet
so no need to worry no need to fret
so thats my christmas eve poem for now
how tomarow will end i know not how
thats how i felt and still feel it came by with no sings and it still feels weared to me