A friend wrote this and I thought you might like it.
It's the night before Christmas
and everyone is excited
except a boy named happy
the richest kid in the world but
the most lonely
His name is an antonym you see
He is the saddest boy in the world
on Christmas Eve
No reason to be happy
Happy is a good kid and has
somebody to give him gifts
and that doesn't even go through
Happy's mind
He just wants someone to spend
Christmas with
Someone to share their company
with him
His parent are gone on vacation
and no living relatives in this
nation
no one to rejoice in the Christmas
celebration
He has no friends that he knows
Nobody likes the boy with freckles, glasses, and a big nose
Even if he has the newest toys and name brand clothes
Happy sighs and turns away form the window by the street
no longer hoping somebody will come to the door for him to greet
Of course nobody likes Happy
Happy just walks to the living room
and turns on the TV and silently
sulks in the glare of the screen
and finally he decides his existence on earth is done
The more Christmas shows that are on
the less his fingers tremble while
holding the gun
because the Christmas episodes bring more sadness on he listens to clanks and creeks in his house and the occasional squeak of a mouse
Amazing Grace fills his mind as he contemplates suicide his melancholy mood hangs over like a rain cloud raining unpleasant thoughts down into his head a single tear rolls down his cheek as he takes his last breath, theres a smile on his face
as he says good-bye to life and welcomes death he puts the gun to his temple BOOM
who thought eternal peace was this simple the clock strikes twelve
It's Christmas all around the world
