Brothers

You try to hurt me,

You know that you do,

You like to kid yourself you do it for my own good,

(We both know that’s not true)

You want to make me follow your script,

“But I’ll never read that shit”,

You don’t know why I don’t act the way a brother should,

You thought they’d make me behave and submit,

What were you thinking?

I’m no faggot.

You wonder if,

I’ll ever give in,

I felt the tremors but I never caved in,

You know that I get under your skin,

You sold me out but it was no bargain,

I think too much,

But you do that too,

The difference is nobody’s sectioning you,

You have all the answers,

Mr Know Everything,

But how we’re related is the mystery to me.

I’m sorry for you,

Not sorry for me,

You decided the price of the truth is too high to believe,

I’m sorry for you,

Not sorry for me,

I freely accepted the cost of trusting myself to be free.

You set the trial,

That I never stood,

I’ll disappear like I promised I would,

You tell them drugs stories they love to believe,

Sentenced to life for my lonely deeds,

The truth is the truth hurts,

I’m sure you agree,

It’s harder to live with the truth about you than to live with the lies about me,

Nobody owes me,

Not one fucking thing,

You know where to shove your,

“Where’s that wedding ring?”

I’m sorry for you,

Not sorry for me,

You decided the price of the truth is too high to believe,

I’m sorry for you,

Not sorry for me,

I freely accepted the cost of trusting myself to be free.