MY OCD..........................

MY OCD...................

I’ve always had a touch of OCD,

I’m very highly strung,

When someone does anything for me

There’s a certain way it should be done.

My kitchen was always very clean,

Now, I have to avert my eyes.

I try very hard not to demean,

But, I’m surprised that there aren’t any flies!

Cooking; that’s yet another task

Where I was always very strict,

That food should be cooked a certain way,

Now there is only much conflict.

My clothes must be arranged, just so,

No pants that have gone up my bum;

Or a jumper put on with twisted sleeves.

Oh, how I wish I could ask my mum!

My headrest must be just right, I know

To support my floppy head

I can’t abide it moving to and fro

No..... it’s o.k.........don’t yet wish I was dead

Living, it can be so frustrating

When you have b****y MND,

And you are also afflicted

With a 'slight' case of OCD!!