My family tree is losing it's branches.. but chances of me to leave em alone?, I cut off what doesn't belong simply, as long as we get along, you represent what still bears fruit which I judge by, you'll last, for many seasons due to reasons that your labor stays true to our tradition, we're fruitful, the bad apples exposed trying to be what they aren't, their pride blocks our nature, which is truly an art, I try to get the other trees to plant our seeds of wisdom cause I notice that their offspring seemed to lack a vision, as far as this goes, I can't handle the nightmare, they stare at them blind to legacy which can bite back, and might smack mine out of peacetime, mad cause I feel our proximity was closer than it appeared, mainly, the single mother home which I resent but never had solutions to present to my discomfort, I wanna confront, but I notice her son, carries weight upon his shoulders that was too much for one, I fear his future deeply, technically mad at the mother who was creepy to me cause I feel she sleeps on it, the man of the house, but it's sad how the disciplined child can make the worst parent, and it's apparent, in most, not all, so I can only hope, and pray, someday, it is the other way, for me, but who am I, to judge?.. your next door neighbor that holds a grudge, if I tried the 50/50 I would never knew what hit me, so I knew the 80/20 rule was what had bit me, do the math, then we all failed as a whole, cause over half lost control, that's deep, I should've paid attention cause I knew that it was on to something, now I understand why I couldn't handle nothing.