Too Much

I want to try so much. With no help from you. Only one activity to choose. Or I walk alone. You work early morning to noon, or later. It's the least I could do. One thing, clears my plate. Sends me home sooner to do all you wish. Then rest only after the sun sets, No sooner will work. I hate how I'm wired. I'm too much with each hop, skip, and jump. I can wait a few years to do all I want. Wake the boys up, clean and clean. It's teaching me responsibility. But I've cared for everythingof yours, Kept your things polished and nice. Caring for multiple things isn't enough? So I slow my pace and carry more. Nothing fun, but one day you'll be proud. But you just want more. So little time in the day. Not enough, I can't delay. She still needs food, so do I. The pet is first. Then me if there's enough time. Lie. No pride in your eyes. Just "love you's" with nothing to prove. I do all you wish, Would sell each bone, The fact you always miss. But I try and keep myself afloat. Alive at school and home. Just two activities to start. Need help just once. A limit now. Can't tire you out. But can't I be too much just once?