Wasted Years
Your ambition is slowly killing You. Working seven days a week fourteen hours a day.
Smoking seems your only release 40 fags a day.
Your hardly ever home always on the phone. Your letting your self go.
Where is it getting you? Yes the flash cars but what about family time?
They expect too much of you, your partly to blame. Work obssessed.
The children are growing you miss out on so much. I pray you dont regret it when they've flown the nest.
I respect and appreciate your work ethic but it seems to be your life.
Your health is your wealth.
Just hope one day you will realise that life is so quick so spend does moments with those you love.
Copyright © Yasmin Ilahi | Year Posted 2012
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