Older Brother.

You aren't who you once were,
but the worst part is, that isn't true.
You were always the same person,
but I never knew it,
I guess that makes me nieve. 
I guess that makes me the joke,
a fool even, for believing you ever cared. 
I looked up to you, you know. 
I wanted you to be proud of me,
but you sat there as I poured out my heart,
you sat there as I told you what he did to me.
You heard my pain, my struggle, my fear.
But I didn't know then,
that you are just like him....
Just like the boy who lied to me,
the guy who manipulated me,
the one that used me to benefit himself. 
You are just like him. 
I wish I didn't know the truth,
because it changes everything.
The little girl who once looked up to her brother,
She's gone now,
and she won't return. 
You killed her just as you killed the family,
we are broken now. 
But it's okay because you are fine, right?