Drugs have destroyed my brother's life,
I have watched him change,
They completely over take him.
It's like he doesn't care anymore.

The lies,
The late nights,
The stealing.

Why didn't he just come to me?
I'm his sister.
I will give him anything,
And yet he steals from me.
To fund a never ending habit,
With a vicious circle of lies.

I would be a liar too if I said,
I haven't stayed up worrying,
That he wouldn't come home.

I suppose that just makes me stupid for caring.