I did not made my existence
yet, I am responsible for it.
I have been used, worn out
got *****, with unremovable stains
I was left laying on the floor
after being used
I pick myself up, do the laundry.
Wasted a lot of soap,
the stain will be gone, I hope.
Once washed, I will hang it
Oh how I love it.
Once it is dried, it is time to fold.
Life can be like folding laundry.
Could be satisfying
could feel like a chore
could make you tire and bore.
Once you are done doing the laundry,
get ready to get *****.