Holidays a poem about my loathing of the season

Holidays

This is a time
For fam-ily and friends
Together to celebrate
I hope it soon ends

The days have gotten shorter
The nights seem forever
I am more selfish
More so than ever

It is a time to share
To give of ones self
To be like Santa
Well, fuck that fat elf

I am self centered
I'm needy
I am inconsiderate
I'm greedy

Each year it seems worse
My imposed isolation
I don't care who it hurts
Whether friend or relation

My life should be easy
Really no worries at all
I do this to myself
This feeling of pall