It was Christmas Eve and all around
People were smiling and laughing and she went crazy at that sound.
To her it was just another year.
Another day where she was tormented by all of her fears.
She started to wonder why she couldn't be happy.
And came to the conclusion that it was because she felt unworthy.
She wasn't good enough to be filled with the cheer.
And most days she wondered why she was even here.
All the bad things she'd done this year and years past
Couldn't possibly be something that she could feel good about.
So she sat quietly knowing that it was no use
Her naughtiness was enough to silence her and that was a good thing too.