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Not Okay for Christmas 1 by Jenny Pradeau

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Not Okay for Christmas 1

Sad Rap,female vocals

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Lyrics
Description
Verse 1
I smile for strangers, but it’s paper-thin,
A hollow look with a war within.
Christmas lights feel like a cruel parade,
Shining bright on the mess I made.
No kids’ voices running down the hall,
No arms to catch me when I fall.
My husband’s locked behind steel and time,
And I’m here serving life in my mind.
Pre-Chorus
They say it’ll pass, they say be strong,
But this hurt feels way too long.
Chorus
I’m not okay this Christmas time,
Without my kids, without what’s mine.
I replay every fault, every wrong,
Convincing myself I caused it all along.
Everyone turned, shut the door,
Like I’m not worth fighting for anymore.
I’m trying to hang on, but hope feels dead,
I’m just a broken angel losing thread.
Verse 2
I keep calling, but no one calls back,
Like I’m a ghost in the life I lacked.
Every effort, never enough,
I try so hard but the world stays rough.
I fight for my kids with everything I am,
But it feels like I’m sinking in quicksand.
Nothing I do makes anyone stay,
Nothing I do ever seems okay.
Pre-Chorus
I swear I’m trying to change my fate,
But I’m so damn tired of being blamed.
Chorus
I’m not okay this Christmas night,
Every prayer just loses its fight.
I tell myself to keep holding on,
But the glimmer of hope is almost gone.
They see my mistakes, not my heart,
Not how I tried right from the start.
I’m still standing, but barely alive,
Just surviving, not really living this life.
Bridge
I feel like everything’s my fault,
Every broken door, every burning bridge.
I loved too hard, I trusted wrong,
Now I pay for it all alone.
I chase dreams that were never there,
Hands reaching through empty air.
A broken angel in the devil’s hands,
Still begging life to understand.
Final Chorus
I’m not okay this Christmas day,
I don’t know how much longer I can stay.
I want my kids, I want my man,
I want my life back in my hands.
I keep fighting, though I’m worn thin,
Trying to prove I’m more than my sins.
If love could save me, I’d be free,
But love feels so far away from me.
Outro
So here I stand, stripped and alone,
Every dream reduced to bone.
Still breathing, numb and torn—
A broken angel barely holding on.
And tonight…
I’m just a trash can.