12-31-2011, 05:32 PM
New Year Sucks
My days are dank and dripping with gloom
I suffer from SAD at this time of year
My ears don't hear sweet sounds of cheer
I feel instead a sense of doom.
I walk around under a heavy cloud
Trying to appear as if I'm well
That all around me life is swell
But really I dress each day in a shroud
Miss Haversham and I share the same point of view
Each day is dreary, weighed down with regret
The darker the days the worse it gets
New Year can just go .... itself.
Goodbye to you.
Goodness me, where did that come from?
My days are dank and dripping with gloom
I suffer from SAD at this time of year
My ears don't hear sweet sounds of cheer
I feel instead a sense of doom.
I walk around under a heavy cloud
Trying to appear as if I'm well
That all around me life is swell
But really I dress each day in a shroud
Miss Haversham and I share the same point of view
Each day is dreary, weighed down with regret
The darker the days the worse it gets
New Year can just go .... itself.
Goodbye to you.
Goodness me, where did that come from?