There once was a boy ,

Who thought himself greater,

He has no joy,

Being a hater.

He yells, taunts and groans,

Sometimes i wonder what happened to him,

I cant believe its my bro,

This is concerning as he is being grim.

We used to play all the time,

He looked up to me,

Can't he give me five minutes cuz I reckon it a'int a crime,

If only I could see.

He yells for everything,

Then he thinks he is speaking softly,

He is mad all the time, it's frustrating,

I wish we could talk happily.

Mouth opens to yell,

No longer to utter a word,

I really need him to tell,

If he hates me, I know it's absurd.