What are you looking at?
What do you see...

Here I am once again,
Alone on Christmas with Jack and Gin...

I come around once a year
On a sleigh pulled by deer...

Tortured by love
Desired by hate...

Sitting on the floor
Playing so innocently...

I lost my life today
Not literally but figuratively...

Do not love to live
For that is not living...

You are there but never here.
You listen but never speak...

What do you write about,
When you don't know what to write about...