January Blues

I hate the month of January Every single day from New Years 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 Its 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 Years resolutions and not keeping them I hate the month of January From day one, new years day With it’s reminder of things to come Another bloody awful year ahead January fills me with dread