It’s dark in my living room,
it’s way past noon.
The dishwasher is whining in the background,
The only sound I hear is the sound of the tears I’m crying.
I have nothing to eat,
There’s no turkey steaming on a plate,
The loneliness is lurking within me.
Why should I be thankful for everything in my life when there’s no one left in my family?
Why should I be celebrating when my life feels like a lie?
There’s blood pouring out of my heart,
my hands are trembling of fear.
Maybe I should drown another beer.
The rain is splashing against the roof,
Why is it so cold in my bedroom?!
I don’t want to wake up again in this doom.
Tell me why should I be thankful for this year?
Should I be thankful for the terrible clothes I wear?
Should I be thankful for the tears in my eyes?
Should I be thankful for the lie that is my life?
Should I be thankful for the people who left me behind in this sorrow?
Should I be thankful for tomorrow?