Holiday Christmas cheer is like funerals The stress brought on is overwhelming The mouth whips us as stress builds up And parents yell because lack of happiness She yells and screams and uses us as scapegoats There is no end to the vocal torture She becomes sassy and recovers an attitude Are tears are shed for lack of kindness With the bright idea of a Christmas social The added stress does not help I must teach the younger how to act or his eardrums will burst and tears will fly I must be strong and hope for the best because I know that it will all end soon All will end after December 25th She will get gifts and presents like a good little girl We will receive gifts as well but in the form of some kind of apology All will be forgotten and a new year will bring more torture People rush to by gifts like a rat race and the prize is cheese Those who are receivers are pleasantly pleased Driving is a skill one must master in order for transportation Or else you will be lift with a Christmas bill to take care of that’s not an aspiration Alone in the mad world the blameless children are left with new toys But some are sad because they didn’t get the happiness they deserved Others will roll around in their new cars While the less fortunate will be stuck with a bike As we watch the kids get what they want for Christmas we sit and play with semi-wanted gifts Within the year the toys might be displayed at a yard sale and that burden shall lift Another child will want a toy but the mom will say no And the kid shall pout endlessly until they had forgotten the previous episode A holiday is only as good as they people want it to be Without happiness there is no cheer And without gifts you feel unloved But the fake smiles and the receipts are all a part of Christmas
Reason for writing:
holidays make everyone stressed
Birth sign: Virgo
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