You promise family
We went home and things began to change
You tore us apart
Put us against each other
and nothing remain the same
You accuse us of things
Abused us emotionally
and haven't even said sorry
You shrug, you deny, you claim your innocence
Leaving us with scars underneath
No proof of what you've done
You get to walk away free
No one sees a hypocrite but the victims you left behind...
Which is me!
Author's Note: I wrote this about my brother R when we lived together and things turned sour.
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