Nobody cleans my dishes

Nobody picks up my mess

Nobody washes my clothes

Nobody cares if I am prepared for the coming day

Nobody clears the snow from my car

Nobody salts my stairs

Nobody cares if I’m sleeping comfortably

Nobody asks how I really am, with the intent to help

Nobody thinks ahead for me

Nobody wonders when the last time I smiled was

Nobody attempts to meet my needs

Because I’m the nobody

I’m the nobody, for everybody

And how dare I ask for more.