Obligatory Christmas Poem

If there’s something to celebrate, please tell me
What was once exciting seems now so empty
Grew up expecting gifts under the tree
Songs of the snow seem so unreal to me

Days they come and then days went by
Sometimes I sleep through them, not even a hi
Would it make sense if I were to say
that while I am grateful for a holiday
I also feel like there’s nothing to celebrate
This awful real life and all in my memories
If I were to believe in a mystical being
I would pour out my soul, my life savings
Into religion, commercialism
Into extending my short sighted vision
Into giving me more to look forward to
Than what I see in front of me, what I’ve always
I’m going nowhere, I just don’t want to move
I’m stuck in celebration of this dead end maze
Rotten delegations of my feelings maybe
If I don’t believe in Jesus or a Christal Baby
What reason have I to bring myself to be happy
Smiles for a smile and sings for a drink
Mile for a mile, I walk till I stink
In my own hopelessness, in the distant
I will hear the sleighbells increasing
Let me be run over by a festive season
Let treadmarks mark my head hard my digestive system
Let the food come to a plate, and plate come to my face
let my time and my motion create another day
Let the meaningless rotation make a meaningful fate

If there’s something to celebrate, please tell me
What was once exciting seems now so empty
Grew up expecting gifts under the tree
Songs of the snow seem so unreal to me

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