I find myself consumed,
Sat in an empty room.
Life just spins around me,
I am tired and weary.
But I can’t stop, can’t rest,
I must continue to do what’s best.
I must finish my coffee and head to work,
To provide for my family, they come first.
But when does it all stop?
When can I stop?
When can I enjoy the gift of life?
Be with my family day and night?
See my daughter growing up,
Be with my wife like a husband should.
I guess when the government say it’s ok,
You can stop working now you’ve paid your way?
Am I the only one that thinks this is incorrect?
That society dictates life, take a moment to reflect?
What other options do we have?