They asked me to load the dishwasher <br />They say it is my turn <br />They say it'll be good for me <br />And that I really need to learn <br /> <br />So why do I want to kill myself <br />Over a thing that's not an art <br />What they don't seem to know is <br />Its going to break my heart <br /> <br />If I leave my room, my cage <br />If I rise out of my bed <br />My heart will crack in two <br />And my body turn to lead <br /> <br />I know they'll ask again <br />And I don't know what to say <br />The only option is <br />Ill just have to obey <br /> <br />You may think I'm dramatic <br />Or that I'm lazy to the core <br />What you don't understand is <br />I'm depressed and nothing more <br /> <br />I'm not using an excuse <br />Ill go and do the task <br />But next time try and think <br />Of what it is you ask <br /> <br />The world will go on turning <br />If I do the job or not <br />So why can't I stay in bed <br />And let the dishes rot! <br /> <br />22/07/2001 <br /> <br />Ps I did actually load the dishwasher!<br /><br />Jamie English<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/loading-the-dishwasher/
