More like my brother,
We were younger all we would do is fight,
He has his own world, and I have mine,
We are closer than you might think,
We know things you don't nor our parents know,
The crazy fact is, his Mom is my Sister.
Isn't that so weird, I bet you don't hear that so often.
Yet he is only my nephew I hate hime sometimes,
And maybe sometimes I wish I can kik his ass,
We know what gets on each others nerves,
We have our different crowds, and yet we still get along.
Everyone thinks he's my brother, which he almost well,
basically is, he's taller yet younger. Ha.
I love this ruh-tard<2