Dec 2017
You’re not my brother
But you look like him
There something different in your tone
And your face is too grim
Why are you doing that
This can’t be right
You’re not my brother
He doesn’t scream and fight
You’re not my brother
But you look the same
You’re much to calm and content
This time you have a different name
Where is my brother
Who use to laugh and play
Not the fragments of him
Who change from day to day
But you look like him
There something different in your tone
And your face is too grim
Why are you doing that
This can’t be right
You’re not my brother
He doesn’t scream and fight
You’re not my brother
But you look the same
You’re much to calm and content
This time you have a different name
Where is my brother
Who use to laugh and play
Not the fragments of him
Who change from day to day
My eldest brother suffers from Bipolar Dissorder. We are distant and do not keep in touch. His illness has caused so much pain in my family. This was written to help me release some of the anger I feel.
