Holidays will kill me

I feel so heavy so depressed
what's doing this to me
There's nothing to do
The bordem is sucking the life out of me

One day had gone,
filled with retched hatred
I know I'm the one to blame
no one else
but why do I feel this hurt
my soul earns for comfort ,
You may think me selfish
but on this day where everthing was suppose to be about me
feels nothing more like a cursed Friday the 13th