En sk. bror

Seven years, I was just a kid, I can barely remember anything. 

But when dad was struggling, you weren't there to hold his hand like I did. 

You were older, you Should've known that even if it hurt,

You just had to forget all the things you'd sad, all the problems that you had.

There was no time to prove you were right, there was no time to show your pride.

There were forgivnes in the air, but you held your breath and walked away..