We fight, we scream
I fall and dream
of days that we don’t fight
and everything’s all right.
I am not you.
I want to be different.
I am not writing this as an attack,
that’s it absolutely true.
Regardless of what happens,
I will always be a brother to you.
I love you.
But, just because I am different,
doesn’t mean that I am bad.
Once upon a time I thought I knew everything
When I stop to think back on everything
It all runs away like a memory
Once there was a picture of a happy place
And I see it clearly, it’s your face.
Let’s move on and turn another page.
I will always be your brother,
you will not have another,
but I will prove to be something in this life
and soon enough, everything will be all right.