dear brother,
your making me mad,
your the brother i wish,
i never had.

dear brother,
you came home drunk,
once again,
into the door with a clunk.

dear brother,
why do you like,
to make mom worry?
its you i dislike.

dear brother,
you've got a car and think your so cool,
then the alcohol kicks in,
and you lost your car too.

dear brother,
im sorry about your life,
and before i make the same choices you did,
i'll think twice.




**decated to my brother billy. if it weren't for him i'd prolly already
turned to drugs and alcohol. he proved to me with his life that i shouldn't
do those kinds of things. i really can't stand him. this poem is for all
those nights he came stumbaling in drunk as hell and we all had to watch it.
watch his stupidity and what the product of alcohol was. im very sorry for
families who are as fucked up as mine.**
 
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