Siblings...

Sometimes I want to scream at you
call you the worst names I could possibly think up
throw you down
beat you up
until you give up
when you holler uncle
maybe I'll release you

I'll admit it, you're a good kid
...
most of the time
And our relationship forces me into loving you
Sometimes I wish we weren't related

In truth I'd probably NEVER tell you this
but I am honestly glad it is you
who bares the burden of being my brother

You're the one whose job it is
to annoy the crap outta me
piss me off
steal my things
even though I've told you thousands of times
not to

I still love you, stupid kid.