Bridge Over Troubled Waters

Trouble comes from their voice and countenance appear at the wrong time like bad neighbours after child welfare, the next is distance please son, cooperate and let’s gain their favours. Who can be better in loving my child? I’m the consultant to those who pamper love is a tree but a branch can go wild so let me be, to be just and proper. At me, they smile to take my seed away Without my little, I’ll seize to exist “we’ll not compromise”, the enforcers say it feels lonely to be in this axis by the code of parenting, we abide one of them finally gets on my side.