…And parents wonder why it is that kids have an issue

Figuring out who they are, and what they want to become.

For the love of heaven…some people make me wonder, which is

Almost stupid, given my job. I'm supposed to wonder, but…

About stuff like this? There aren't enough hours in the day, and

Cops aren't paid all that much either, so seeing stuff like this…

It makes me want to reconsider.

Don't get me wrong, I wouldn't trade this job for anything in the world, but…

Life is such that some people think they can get away with anything, and it's almost like

They don't realize what they're doing when they do it, because all they're thinking about

Is themselves, like there's no one else in the world, and it drives me up the wall.

The unit's all volunteer for a reason, and I have my reasons. If anyone asked,

I could explain. But for this to be explained, well…I think you've lost me,

And it's not because I'm some dumb cop, either. I know more than you might think.

Suppose the one thing I could say about work nowadays is that it takes the emptiness away…

Yeah, right.

It dulls it, but only until I go home again. The older two are perfectly capable of disappearing,

Whenever they want, given their mother hasn't confiscated the keys, but the twins…

They've got a world of their own, and it's funny, because it's how I know

Exactly what these other two are doing, because the secret language thing isn't new.

And I figured my own two out a long time ago.

They don't think I have, though, and so when they don't want me to hear,

They'll lapse into it, but most of the time, I can figure out what they're saying,

And it makes them laugh, because they're at that age now where they think

I'm clueless, and their friends' parents are awesome, and I remember being at that same age.

The only difference between mine and these other two is that there weren't any…

Changes, so to speak. Other than them growing up, that is.

And sometimes I wonder if they've even done that, but maybe that's just me.

Haven't seen them in a while, and it bothers me, because it used to be that

They were the first ones at the door, before they decided I was only out to

Ruin their lives, 'cause I'm a cop and I see too much, according to them, and

Sometimes they want to know, but other times they don't, and most of the time,

I don't want to tell them.

But they watch the news sometimes, and a lot of the stuff I do is on there…this'll be one of 'em.

So they know, but they don't know. I wonder if that's really what I'm afraid of.