I don't want your shiny presents.
I don't want anything you can use to distract me from my present.
I want to live right here, right now, as me.

Because this is the youngest I will ever be.
All I've done, all who've changed me, all mistakes I've made-
They're more than fine by me.

I'm proud of my Present, and excited for what's next.
So don't try to hold me back
With some green paper and a red bow.

Of course I haven't gotten rid of all my fears,
So I understand why you're masking yours,
Checking off a wish list you signed with my name.

But don't you understand?
I don't want your gifts, not these presents.
I want to run after the fleeting Present you've watched me earn.

So Merry Christmas to you,
And I hope a good night.
The Present is calling,
I'm off to pursue my life.