We set up the Christmas tree,
With ornaments and all
I still fix it, just to make it look larger!

I made a wreath
By hand!
It lights up, multicolored
And you always give me a half-answer

"It looks nice"
"Very Christmassy"
"Cool."

But the moment I don't touch it,
You suddenly care.
"I was expecting it to be lit"
"It's really dark without it"
"How bright"

I get it.
You're terrible with words,
Maybe you're nervous about being 'unmanly'

But honestly?

It's a poor excuse.
I poured my heart and feelings into this.
And I really, and I mean really couldn't give
A **** less
About your manhood.

Just please!
Appreciate me!!!
Appreciate my efforts, for ***** sake.

You don't care if I try?
But if I stop trying,
You care?
Would you like me to eat
Yet another spoonful of ****?

Aren't we supposed to be equal?????