Grinchy Feelings

It's that time again,

That I suffer every year,

When I gotta put up with

All this holiday cheer.

And just like every year before,

I do the same things,

I just hope and I pray,

That it just all goes away.

But instead of being answered,

My prayers go ignored,

And I wind up dealing with imbeciles,

And fighting off a Christmas horde.

So I suffer inside,

And commit artificial suicide.

I suffer through the days,

In a miserable holidaze.

I can't let it go,

I won't just let it snow,

Because the Grinch is very real,

The embodiment of how I feel.

I wish everyone their Merry Christmas,

And hope they stay away,

Because, NO! I will NOT!,

I won't come out and play.