I would see him every day
And I wish I could be more like him
I believe everything they say
That he is so full of goodness ,full to  the brim
He laughs with me , he cries with me,
He laughs at me and fights with me
He say he hates me but hugs me everyday
'cause we both know that we love each other anyway
He is not my best friend I count on to nor is he my lover
He is the reason why I ask my parents
"Why do I even have a brother?"