Is This It

There are no new dreams for me to seek My life is all written, everyday just seems bleak I have made all my choices, my future is set No more days to look forward to just duty and debt I've lived all my new days that I have to live Now everyday is mundane and all I do is give I miss all the new things that being young brings Theres new love and new dreams and all sorts of things Now all there is is work, laundry, dishes, and kids I know when I wake this is all my day brings I've given up on wishing, I've given up on dreams. I've given up on hoping this is how it all seems. Some days I don't even want to get out of bed I wish I could just lay down and rest my tired head I've looked and I've looked for excitment to come But as of today I can't think of just one I look at my kids and see dreams in their eyes But instead of being happy for them I just turn and cry I know this is wrong, I know it's not fair I should be a better mother and show them I care I want them to have their hopes and their dreams To have a better life than my past could bring And even though I know this is the life I'm destin to have I still want more , does that seem so bad?