House Life

I'm pretty sure I'm dying inside 
All the days of self sacrifice 
All the nights I've laid in bed and cried
Outnumbered still by those spent unable to summon the strength for tears.  
My greatest fear is that I won''t be happy.
Someday, whenever that might be…
Find a day when I love my life.
The best mother and the best wife 
Is all I ever wanted to be.
And yet I sit here miserably because I can't keep up.
When I'm at the bottom but don't know which way is up from here.
Looks like the laundry hasn''t been done in a year,
Even though Im constantly at it.
You'd think I was a laundry addict,
Because its never enough.
No amount of effort is good enough.
There's always more work to be done.
I hope one day I will have a son,
And teach him to help around the house.
Hopefully he'll prove men can do more than sit on the couch 
And earn a paycheck
Thinking thats the only thing that counts.
What's the point of all my effort if I don't get an ounce
of respect for what I do?
Work 10 times harder than some people do,
For far less pay.
What am I worth if I fail every day?