Sitting across like in a burial site.
We stare without a word
Not knowing what to say
You become so negative
Have torn us apart
As before, I sat and listen.
Never had I the courage to speak and say what I felt
Always yes why not, sure, you are right.
Even if I knew it was not so
As my lettle brother I had the right to speak and I did not
Afraid of huring your feelings or of you getting angry
I kept my thoughts to myself and agreed
Knowing how unhappy I was, I kept on and on
Until that one day when I could not take it any more.
Seeing the frustration and anger in your face, I just had too.
I know now you do not accept my thoughts or my words
But, I am happy with what I say and do, Now it's up to you
Accept me the way I am, as I accepted you.
My little brother you will always be and nothing will ever change
If you do not change it.