Brother
I always used to annoy him,
And he would never complain.
But I knew, from inside,
He had gone quite insane.
I always used to insult him,
And he would tell me, if
I did not shut up he would
Shove me of a cliff.
And today I stand next to his grave
In a place he shouldn't have been
Without a doubt, I start to shout:
"Why didn't you kill me?
Brother by E-Wil