I scrub your floors,
I dust every square centimetre,
I polish every dish,
Mop the tile with my tears,

Just for you,
I could care less about the way the tile gleams,
I could care less about the lack of dust,
There is just one purpose,

I just want to see you smile at what I have achieved for you,
Yet all I receive is a scorn of what I missed or things I forgot to do,