I think we need to talk!

For the past year, I tried hard to be good... but I failed. I wasn't exactly naughty (I may have been... just a little) but I wasn't nice either... If you ask my parents, they will definitely tell you that I was an obedient child for lack of evidence or by pure ignorance since I barely could find time to see them. Please do not ask my sister, she can spoil my chances of getting a Christmas gift this year and the many many years to come. Also, please take into consideration, that I already got punished for all the candy that I ate now that they are stuck in my thighs!

Dear Santa, let's negotiate!

I tried to forgive but it seems that when you forgive, people tend to take you for granted and hurt you over and over again.
I tried to be honest, I told the truth... even when I knew the truth was too hard to accept... but it seems that those who pretended to want honesty didn't want to hear the truth.
I tried to care, but I found myself stuck between not caring at all and caring too much for people who don't deserve it or don't appreciate it.
I tried to trust people, but it turned out that a lot of people are fake.
I tried to be fair but life kept being unfair in the name of teaching me lessons.

Dear Santa,

I think you should redefine "good"... I am not sure what kind of people you deal with up there in the North Pole, but in my part of the world, there is no way you can be nice all the time, unless you're high or drunk.

P.S: If you still insist that I should work on my rough temper, never mind... Keep the gift. Being naughty is always more fun.