Can I quit yet?


Everyday I work myself to the bone
15 plus hour days, my work is my home;
Sleep is a luxury I don’t really know
4 to 5 hours a night, six days in a row:

 
My one day off should be my own personal Sabbath
Only to work at home, this is a bad habit;
I’ve heard that work helps to cleanse ones Soul
How many sins have I washed away, answer unknown:


But that wheel never seems to stop spinning
I continue to chase the carrot on the stick, am I really winning;
When my kids say they miss their absentee father
How does one apologize to his sons and his daughters:

 
The only real interactions are a short phone call
5 minutes to say I love them all;
A work drunk man, who’ll never be sober
Oh ****, I’m late, my breaks already over: