The Problem (Lies in My Son and Wife) Hot Dad

I wake up each day, it's always the same
I have my pain
My purpose is lost, the ultimate cost
I'm drifting away

I wait for tomorrow, a brand new day
But nothing will change
A burning sensation, this hurt needs abatement
I sit and contemplate

These icy tears keep pouring down my face

Sometimes I don't enjoy my life
The problem lies in my son and wife
Don't like my spouse and don't like my kid
Unfortunately that's just the way it is

I stare at the time, the numbers don't change
It's always Sad O'clock
Infinitesimal love, this agony grows strong
I've come unplugged

Coping with sorrow, I'm stolen not borrowed
I'm laid to waste
No way to reframe it, I'm just devastated
Can't show my face