Growing Up
Unlike most families, my childhood was tough
My oldest brother got none of the luck
Seeing him struggle
Without a glimmer of hope
Provided me with the internal fight, worse than most
We were inseperable
Two peas in a pod
But his diagnosis didn't care at all
Sometimes his mind liked to wonder
Through a sea of endless sky reflecting aganst the ocean blue
How I wish I could of helped you
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