I'm already feeling down about you guys being divorced
Because it's Christmas Eve
But now I miss living with my mom
It's hard to explain to your dad how to do something
I want my mom but I'm not near her
I want a good Christmas
But it's hard to do when your parents are split
I know I'm eighteen and I should understand it
I do but right now I need my mom
It's a female job and let's face it you're clueless,
I know you want to help
But you don't have the slightest clue
I'm not mad at you
But I really miss my mom
She would have known what to do
She would have done it so easily
Now I'm stuck waiting on some stranger to come
I want to go back two years
Back when things were a least a little bit simplier
I mean I know my parents were still split up
But I lived with my mom and she would have known what to do
I'm not in the Christmas mood because of it.
I mean it's just two people celebrating it
Next year it will be just me
I will be in college and away from everyone
So what's the deal anyways?
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