Who Decides a Family

Family? Nah this isn't a family. On T.V. they show pictures of what a family is supposed to look like. Mom, son, daughter and who? Father? What are those? Who are they supposed to be? Aren't they the ones who run things? Don't they provide for their family? I run things. I provide. Doesn't that make me a father? Absent fathers mean absent childhoods. Forced to be a man, I looked for manly things. What's more manly than being in a gang? At least that's what the T.V. tells me. Without a father, the idiot box is the only source of information I have. The T.V. makes me want things. It makes me want to be part of something. Why should I be alone? Why shouldn't I be able to be part of something? Why should I be alone? Why shouldn't I be able to have multiple brothers? What's wrong with joining a gang? That's more family than I've got. One of them falls, everyone reacts. If I fall who would know? My father? You know him? Good, when you find him, tell him I and all of my brothers say hello.