Brother

You're trying so hard You worked you way up to the top of your class and the athlete of the year You got rid of the bad and formed a whole new type of good You are good looking and kind You try so hard to please everyone around you But its never good enough for anyone And that’s the messed up part I know you use the drugs as a way around the criticism And I know you are upset with the world But remember please that you could be the ripest Juiciest Plumpest Sweetest Peach in the bunch…. But there is always going to be someone Who doesn’t like peaches…