The Christmas period has been a rollercoaster with our emotions: defeat to Fulham on Boxing Day, then a decent result against Bristol City before the new year, inevitably followed by a disappointing game at Loftus Road in front of over two thousand Town fans.
Now, I can forgive the result against Fulham, who are a much better side this season. But what I can't forgive is the way our performances and results are up and down like a yo-yo.
It's getting tedious and even I am reaching the end of my tether.
So, me being me, I thought I'd write about what I'm feeling.
Hopefully it will resonate with other Town fans and, if it does, please do share this so we can let each other know we aren't alone!
I'm fed up my weekends are lovely til, shock!
I'm full of dismay come 5 o'clock.
I'm fed up with pouring myself a drink,
To stop this team taking me over the brink.
I'm fed up of hearing we've played too deep,
Just four shots on goal makes me want to weep.
I'm fed up of all this to-ing and fro-ing,
Should he stay? Should he go? Endless debating.
I'm fed up I can't often make it to games,
And I hate having to watch the score on my phone.
Meanwhile people I know, who go every week,
Are left wishing they'd been the ones to stop at home.
I'm fed up of seeing those friends looking sad,
People who care about the team feeling angry and mad.
I'm fed up with wondering who my son will support.
He'll watch the best, so at Town he will snort.
I'm fed up of seeing people ridicule each other,
Having to calm their moods down like I am their mother.
I'm fed up of being called nasty names,
Deluded, rose tinted, blind to the games.
I'm fed up of worrying where the club's going:
Ticket prices and low sales,
An ever increasing debt,
Owner who doesn't care
Boss on who I wouldn't bet.
I'm fed up of wondering how long we must wait,
A lifetime in the Championship seems to be our fate.