Its December After All

my birthday's gone,
the christmas season has just blown away.
No one bought me gifts
I am the social misfit,
the ugly duckling no one wanted to play with.

flurries didn't fall from the sky
instead it rained all day.
all my family had flown away
down to somewhere warm.
I spent the time on my couch, listening to old hit tunes.

I heard no one outside my door.
no carols sung by church kids.
no christmas lights from our next door neighbor.
no reindeer games were played.
its December by the way.

no melodies on my radio.
a fire place without logs to burn.
the snow didn't fall this year.
something strange with the climate.
i know it may be false, but its December after all.

so I'm just waiting for the new year to start.
another lifetime waiting.
this year was all a big blur.
no christmas came for her.
and it'll never be december again.