The Young Bubble

I always thought my brother and I were in it together and i was a little better off, but I was wrong. He is a whole other different person. I'm just too stupid and self absorbed to have realized. I thought both he and I had problems relating and communicating with other people. I also thought that he wasted time on the computer playing games all day long. I was severely wrong. My brother is a very level headed boy with dreams and aspirations which he has plans for. I couldn't resist:  "He got that ambition baby look in his eyes." I want my mother to also come to this realization.   Stop here. It only gets more depressing. Now it's make it or crumble up time for me. Going through my life as if I were I island and that no one is there or that I can't help anyone should stop. When I was young I always thought I'd break out if my self and be reborn anew all my imperfections vanished into thin air. But it's turning out for the worse. One per

Crap I'm still picking up the scraps I don't want to fall again Last time I did I only had wounds to gain The cracks are still there Stupid shape still wants to dare it felt good,the adrenaline rush Heat felt from a mere brush But now stupid shape built up resistance Telling me to take a closer stance But taking a step closer Makes me a poster child for danger ignorer It's too bad I can already feel the scars for when stupid shape convinces me to take that step that makes me fall right side up with my head over my heels.