He acts like he owns me,
He treats me like a baby can't you see?
He tells me to do things like obey my mother,
He even tells me when hes on the phone not to bother.
But how can I not hes always on it,
Eventually he'll make me throw a fit.
He thinks hes my dad and yells a lot,
But these actions can not be taught.
He has set lanes for me to follow,
But this piece of bread he gave me is hollow.
I don't want to follow him step by step,
I want to set my own not use his and then let them be kept.
I have my own life and I don't see him in it for a while,
The path for him to get back in has a long Nile.
I can't or even won't take his track,
And when I set my own theres no looking back.
My brother will not help me he hasn't even though hes thought,
But the help that he believes he gave me for a low price can be bought.
I have my own father and hes not him,
Hes mean to me and I tell my friends and mean he is to them.
I can't believe for one second that hes my blood,
My mind these thoughts are beginning to flood.
But when we are alone,
And none of our parents are home.
We get along better then you could think possible,
Without my parents there to be a bother he is so cool.
Maybe each of us have to found a moment or place where our siblings and ourselves are OK,
Maybe it's a thing or sport you share but whatever it is try to use it everyday.
It can make your relationship stronger,
Don't take your time because you don't have much longer.
