Through the bloodlines.

I MAY remember,
When I was a kid, I used to hate the time when you would come home after work at 5pm and force me to do chores when I wanted to watch just one tv show.
When I was in early primary, I used to hate that you forced me home from nyai's, even when I had a fever, even though we lived only next block.
When I was a teenager, I used to hate that my role model was my bachelor uncle and not my dad.
When I was in poly, I used to hate that you would force me to get a job by giving me 2 bucks a day.
When I was due for NS, I used to hate that you said I was useless.
When I finally made it to SGT, I used to hate that you boasted to your friends that YOU worked so hard SINGLE HANDEDLY raising me.

And I MAY remember,
Every scar on my back.
Every excuse I made about you and your behavior.
Every time you dig up dusty stories as if they were yesterday.
Every single day you kick up a fuss and the whole world has to revolve around you.
Every instance I remember that you cannot chose your parents, because if you can I wouldn't have chosen you.

I MAY forget,
Your mistakes and your shortcomings; but resenting and forgiving has a very thin line.

But I DO remember,
That I will never be and end up like you.

Never.