cairo dust in my head

the cairo dust is driving me mad

i know i said i can clean my own mess

but u see i am an artist i need time to paint

i know i said it is not that hard to clean

but you see in cairo every single day is equivalent to a month of cleaning neglect in europe

you see here in cairo u can do the laundry

you can even cook but the cairo dust will mess up your head

i am a desperate house wife

i claimed to be a heroin who cleans her own mess

the truth is i have always been a spoiled princess and cleaning has come to be boring now

i do not want an envious stranger to clean my dust

all i want is a kind person who cleans and does not steal

who does their work like every where around the world so i can do mine

i want to teach yoga

i want to paint

but how can i do this if the cairo dust fills my house and head

i want a cleaner who does not touch my personal things

who leaves early

who helps and does not torment me with guilt

who does not blackmail me

who wants to help

dear God rid me of the Cairo dust that filled my head and house

im a spoiled Egyptian housewife and I confess.

after all I am sure cleopatra had help