Where are you Santa?

Where are our toys?

I woke up this Christmas

Drained of all joy.

The tree is empty

No stockings were filled

We hoped you would

Leave us some blocks to build.

This house full of cobwebs

Makes us so sad.

We’ve been waiting for years

For our Mom and Dad.

We can’t leave this house

We cant run away

Stuck here for eternity

Just wishing to play.

People come here at night

To temp their own fears

We beg and we scream

But no one can hear

If we have to be stuck here

And live in this hell

Please bring us some toys

So we don’t have to dwell

It’s lonely and quiet

For two little boys

Like ghosts in a house

Begging Santa for toys.