My Brother's Admission.
I'm to blame for my sister's pain.
I'm the reason her tears are flames.
I'm the teaser who keeps her cryin'.
I was the brother who would have left her diein'.
I was the oldest, coolest, who kept her on her hands and knees,
Cryin' for attention, kickin' screamin'...
Still no one lookin'.
Growin' up, book's, stories was her action.
Throw her cuts and scrapes...
Bruises from the wipe-outs.
I was always there to help out.
-Jon