Somebody has given me a present I don’t want,
before they guess what I am thinking, I put on a front.
Now I have to smile, and look so grateful when I'm not
especially because it’s free, and I don’t have a lot.
It is really useless and I wish I could return it,
my house is full of clutter, it would make more sense to burn it.
I’m too scared to pass it on, in case it gets discovered,
I would rather die than let my secret be uncovered.
The value of our friendship is much greater than the truth,
besides if they found out, I’d be afraid they’d hit the roof.
copyright@emmasharn2010
