Caleb has been in this mental institution for a year now...
When I visited him...
I saw him smile...
Which reminded me of...
The old him...
Then the next minute he's covering his ears...
and banging his head against the ground...
I then slowly stopped...
I didn't visit much...
And then I stopped completely...
It would be better for him...
I once had a brother...
Named Caleb...
But that man in there...
Is a broken person...
Just like glass...
He cannot be fixed...
That man in there...
Is someone who lost love...
Right between their fingertips...
That man in there ...
Is not my brother...
