Brothers
You bring me happiness,
Frustration,
and so much more.
You both make me who I am
Caring, loving, helpful, supportive.
you love me
even when I do something wrong.
We may not say “I love you”
as much as most brothers and sisters do.
Screaming “I hate you”
back and forth.
Walking into the door that creaks.
Hearing my brothers scream
Leave the house.
I question why
But I leave, I come back in
And you both just didn’t wanna deal
With my 9 year old drama.
Tim telling me to go to my room
Or go back outside and play.
But I fight back and tell them
To just deal with it.
Even when your both
Mad at me You protect me when
someone hurts me or
when someone talks Bad about me.
You both protect me
As if you are my bodyguards.