I do my best,
But you don't care.
You see all the mistakes I make;
Never the good things I do.

I go straight from school to another,
To pick up the two youngest siblings;
Taking them home with me to do chores and homework.
Never do I get one thanks.

At 5 p.m. the third and fourth siblings get home.
I make them do their homework and chores;
Feed them if you're not home by 6:30 p.m.
Never do I get one thanks.

But today.
I fell asleep after the other two got home,
And because they didn't do their chores right – didn't eat,
I got yelled at – again no thanks.

I can't do one thing wrong;
You depend too much on me;
That's what you say.
No thanks again today – just yelling.

Excuse me for making one mistake.
Excuse me for being tired.
Excuse me for having a bad day.
Why don't you yell at me for it? – never mind you've got that covered.

You're tired when you come home;
Don't want to act like a parent.
Oh, you poor thing – I'm 16;
How do you think I feel – especially when I get no thanks?

I try to do my best,
But that'll never be good enough for you.
So just yell at me,
And don't thank me – like always.