its my braders bdae .... tmr

its my bros bdae in another another hour.
hes gonna b 22.
bein 22 he had done it all. had a few gals, went clubbin, had his first puff, been to diff part of the world. he is someone who i say my kind of dream guy?

im not as close to my bro as how im close to my sis. n somehow i can never ever forget da reason why we are not close. it haunt me every time i think bout it.
but as we grow old, we share a few dark secrets together. n we even like the same things at times.
u stand by me wen volcanoes erupted.
u were there for me went earthquake disrupted.

n now it seems tht everyone point their fingers on u n im doin nothin bout it.
yes, indeed ur action is wrong. u shld have stop it all.
but as i learn the reason why u did it, i somehow feel kinda glad tht u did it.
its pretty amazin how u "help" ur close ones n sacrifice ur all.
but deep down inside u regret it.
u realli shld hv stop it bro. realli.

cos now, its all so mayhem here.
all the high pitched naggin n the desperate sobbing of old lady is uncontrollable.
after all, ur the man.

straighten up big bro. watever the chastisement is, face it with brave hart.

i pray u come back soon bro.
im missing u alrdy...