Your little brother never tells you but he loves you so...


You’re only happy when your sorry head is filled with dope.....

You’re dripping like a saturated sunrise

You’re spilling like an overflowing sink

You’re ripped at every edge but you’re a masterpiece

And now you’re tearing through the pages and the ink...



Everything is grey

His hair, his smoke, his dreams

And now he's so devoid of color

He don’t know what it means.

.

Then you decided the purple just wasn't for you...