Dealing with my mother. Please give help.?

PLEASE READ. I AM DESPERATE, I NEED SOMEONE OUT THERE TO HELP ME.

I am 16 years old. I’m not searching for pity here, I just need some honest advice. I honestly feel as if I can’t do a single thing correctly in my life. I used to be a calm person, and I still mostly am. But now as the years have passed I’ve become a person who is very quick to temper. I struggle with myself, I’ve seeked help. My boyfriend has been very supportive of me, and has certainly not contributed to my frustrations.

The normal stereotype of a 16 year old teenager does not apply to me. I really try my best to please my family, to honor them, and to love them.

It all starts with my work around the house. It used to be a normal vacuuming, a little housekeeping here and there, and sure I’d groan about it but it certainly wasn’t a pain.

I now have all the following to do everyday:
-clean the bird cage (this bird hates me, but I love him anyway)
-clean my parents room
-make my parents bed
-clean the dishes
-help prepare dinner
-clean after dinner (I have a sister and I do it all by myself, my dad never helps because "he’s a man", nor does my mother help. I do it alone)
-clean the bathrooms (there are 3)
-clean the basement
-clean my room (no prob for me)
-clean the kitchen
-sweep the floors
-fold the blankets
-clean up after my mom’s breakfast
(and everyone elses)
-clean outside:
-pick weeds
-clean around the pool (sweeping)
-clean in the pool
-water the plants
-clean out the fountain

I DO ALL OF THIS EVERYDAY. I have to wake up at 520AM very morning to make sure I get it done before school, or my mom gives me hell. She expects me to do these things RIGHT AWAY. EVen if it means waking up at 5:20.

My dad has to go to work at 5 so I guess that’s not too bad.

My mother constantly screams at me. I feel as if I have no where to turn, I don’t know if I have depression but I cry a lot. Classical music helps calm me down.

I’m scared to walk by her in the morning.
If I say no to anything, or I dare yell back, she hits me very hard, or drags me by the hair. She likes to pretend to call my boyfriend so he can "hear me crying". And she’ll say in the phone "look at what a drama queen your gf is" and hang up. I only find out after when I ask around if she actually called. There is never record of the call so it’s fake.

My mother makes it a little difficult to be with my boyfriend. When I tell her that it’s not fair, she complains "you don’t know what I do, bitch." Those exact words.

All she does is laundry, and goes to work 2 days a week. She’s part-time nurse. I understand nursing is difficult but she does it 2 days a week.

My father works five days a week, 5 am to 6 pm. I understand why he doesnt clean around the house.

I used to think it was because of my grades, and that I cut myself a long time back. But I don’t cut anymore, and I got straight A’s and a few Bs, and one C last year.

But the torment has only gotten worse.

My parents both call me lazy, too. It’s ridiculous, it frustrates me. They tell me "go get a job." I’ve been begging for one since I was fourteen, but I don’t have the priveleges in my family to go and apply myself.

They also tell me to get involved. This pisses me off most of all.
I have a poem pending to be published in an internationally famous series but it’s on hold because my mom won’t send the confirmation letter in.
I became a library aide last year.
I wanted to join shot-put, my mom said yes but when she got the forms she wouldn’t sign them.
I tried to volunteer at Jenkinson’s. Still waiting.

And then she tells me I’m a spoiled brat.
-I’m paying for my own car
-paying for part of my college
-most of my clothes are either old or hand-me downs
-whenever she shops for me I insist she gets stuff on sale

(I do dress pretty though, btw 😉

I’ve done everything I can to relieve this weight on me. I’m desperate.
When we went to counseling for my cutting issue a while back, it was as if my pastor, Marsha, understood. She told my mom to "listen to me."

My mom never listened.

In fact, no one but my boyfriend does to be honest.

I’m very lonely. I need some advice.

Help me.