Christmas might as well be cursed.
It is not my favorite holiday, but actually my worst.
Christmas is filled with the most miserable skies
and the most lies.
It’s even worse than that Easter bunny guy.
The snow is pretty, don’t get me wrong,
But Christmas itself is headstrong.
A holiday anticipated by many all day long,
But honestly it just strings y’all along
Perhaps my view of christmas is due to my
religion, which I’ll remind you, is non-existent.
But perhaps it’s because things that have never
been appreciated are suddenly loved instead of
degraded.
Like how peppermint is just a mint until December
makes his appearance,
Like how mistletoe is just a bush until December
interference.
Christmas is just so easy to celebrate at any point
in time,
You just need miserable weather and to bring a
tree inside.

And Christmas just steals your time.
I simply don’t see the bright spot hidden within the
25th.
Perhaps I’m just a stupid immature kid,
But can we be real for just a second?
We hang fabric stockings above a fire.
We decorate a tree corpse for us to admire.
And don’t forget you must get everyone a gift or
they’ll think your love has expired.
Christmas to me, I view as a liar.
Now, I’m not saying it needs to retire.
I’m just saying Christmas is getting drier,
And I think it’s about time that we rewire.
Christmas has been the same since our average life
span was 27.
It originated when a man in a red suit broke into a
home of 11.
Don’t come after me as I finish this up, I know my
opinions might not be loved.
Christmas can be beautiful and filled with light,
If, and only if, you celebrate it right.