The Brother

Shall I compare thee to a harsh

nightmare?
Why you give me fie, I have not a
clue.
I do not understand. Its just not fair.
That might be life, but why is mine
with you?
Thee full of hypocritical statements.
Daily, you constantly give me new
names.
Wish I could just wash out all the
pains.
It may be that my spirit cannot die,
But it can indeed be cut, bruised and
scarred.
The big brother act I will never
buy.
How long must I feel like broken
glass shards?
I shalt live with this every single day.