I'm here looking at the screen reminiscing on how we use to play
never stayed inside be out in the sun all day
always thought that me and him will be together
but something happened and we split
never thought they would choose him
mom took me away and all the time i began to hate
he always gets what he wants cars shoes toys and clothes
what do i get??
slaps in the face get put down
now i know that he is the favorite
why him what did he do???
why is it that he gets the respect??
while i get stepped on and treated like sh!t?
is it because he hold the family name?
or because we have different dads
trust me god there is nothing wrong with that??
he gets everything he wants in the palm of his hands
while i have to lie cheat and steal to save my life
today is my brothers birthday and right now i bet he is eating some cake
while I'm living under a bridge feeling with shame
typing this poem in the library
thinking right now that i die before i reach my thirties
today is his birthday i bet he is happy that he turned 23
he has no idea how it feels to be dirty for few days
he loves his life i bet he has no regrets
i do wish i never see the light of day
