Damn You, ***ing Cookie Stealer

I swear I'm not an emo
I'm not a sicko or a psycho
I'm just your average person sitting alone
Having one of those terribly average days where
You wonder how you got here
How come you aren't doing this
That, or anything for that matter
And why the hell you're sitting alone
Without a christmas tree
Or an advent calendar or
A set of lights in gay colors of the words first meaning
Nothing to spread the happy go-lucky spirit to
Frolicking five year olds who know no better
When did christmas get so ordinary
The magic left on a jet plane as your
Illusions of the jolly man died like Jackson
Merry Christmas kiddies now drink your booze
Play with the pile of toys you don't need while
Children on the other side of the globe die from genocide
Eat your turkeys but don't forget
There's starved families all over the world who
Would kill for a bite of your cranberry sauce
Remember your psychos and sickos being let out on the streets
The emos who gave up and cut it the right way
Even the lazy assholes who spend life alone
Writing pessamistic poetry
Heres a toast to Scrooge and that midget Tim
To the gays, lesbians, and the little girls who aborted their babies
On this miraculous day when God gave us little Jesus
Have a merry fucking Christmas