I wrote this for a guy I thought was just amazing at my old school. I thought he was just. Wow! I couldn't truely describe to him how I felt. so I just wrote this to kinda get it off my chest without saying his name directly.
I wrote this today. On his 17th birthday. My brother Paolo has done some stuff, still does stuff. And I feel its to late for him in a way. I love 'em. But I hate 'em. If it makes sense. He is my brother. But I wish I could knock some sense into 'em.