JANUARY BLUES

 

I hate the month of January

Every single day from New Year’s day

To the 31st day

I hate the month of January

With every fibre of my being

You may say it’s just the January blues

That colours my views        

But it’s much deeper than that.

It’s always such a long depressing month

With dreary weather and miserable people

It’s the inevitable aftermath

That follows a joyful Christmas

It’s going back to work to the same depressing job

You so happily left behind you on Christmas Eve

It’s the empty bank account

And the look ahead at the five long weeks till payday

Its New Year’s resolutions and not keeping them

I hate the month of January

From day one, New Year’s Day

With its reminder of things to come

Another bloody awful year ahead

January fills me with dread