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a heart
a heart is a fragile thing if messed with to much i could be crushed very easy and trust me i know what its like to be crushed. wene i was 5 my big big bro told me something and that something is scared in my midn " love is a lie " i didnt understand it and i still dont. i know that there so many ppl that mest with his heart that wene it was crushed it couldent heal...... those ppl killed my brouthers heart those ppl made the hollow shell of a man my brouther is today........ he didnnt deserve it he was just trying to be......whats the word.......normal. and on that day i lost the man who tought me every thing i know about the wourld........he was tossed aside like trash my mom and dad didnt care.....what kinda parents do that to a kid!!!........me, matt , and eric had to help him get on his feet but after that he has never opend up to anyone......i write this journal as a cry for help from my big big brouther...... i am going to go see him and try to talk to him but.......i dont think he'll lisen to me and i am about to see if his heart has heal'ed........help my brouther plz...
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