poem to my brother

you make me sad but even more so mad, because you make mom cry every time she knows that you are high.
in the morning when you awake I see mom bothered because she knows any minute you will bug her for a ride and or for money, so quickly I start to hate the fact that you are my brother.
the things that you do and the things that you say are unbelievable, it's so far fetched and desrespectful
you lie and steal from me and I don't want you to live here, but no matter what you do my mom will forgive you because she loves you unconditionally and you know she won't ever turn her back on you.
you manipulate everything that comes your way, it can be a pretty woman or family member it doesn't matter to you as long as you get what you want from the people who care for you, especially our mom. believe me I ain't trying to judge you I just want you to consider the sadness that you put onto her and we don't want to see your life waste away in such manner...