Unfinished ramblings

I'm not much of a poet. But for some reason I havent thrown this one away. Maybe some help? I'll make it into a song one day.

What if i wrote a song
That changed the whole world?
But when I read the words back
It sounded so absurd.
Im at the point
where its make or break
And I'm just getting older
Do I lift my head and spank
this sh*t just like I had told her?
I'm tired of my mom struggling to get her bills paid
And I'm tired of my sister sifting through all of her loose change.
And my kids just want their daddy but all I do is work
Every time I come home I'm tired and I hurt.