I'm still alone, and i am still lonely.
I got some friends, who don't really know me.
I got some thing, trying to control me and banks write me letters, but family don't phone me.
I got some whisky, and smokes getting thicker.
Accross the hall, an old couple bickers, while in the lounge the christmas lights flicker.
Its on-off and slower, and tumbler knocked over.
Smoke now so thick, i cant even see.
The flames licking up, to the top of that tree.
Merry christmas Charlie Brown, now help me sleep, fore sirens sound.
Stefan Stokes
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/merry-christmas-charlie-brown/
