I know you're hiding.
You're hiding from me, baby brother.
You're scared of what I've become.
I didn't mean to scare you.
I shouldn't have gotten angry at you.
I shouldn't have broke down and sobbed in front of you.
I've made you worse.
I know you're hiding.
Away from all of the possibilities.
Talking to all the girls.
Trying to find ways to get away from me.
Because I make you sad.
I know you're hiding.
But not from the girls.
You're getting girls and making them happy.
Then you dump them.
You might have learned that from me.
I've made you a heartbreaker.
I know you're hiding.
You get angry so easily.
You shout and scream at me whenever I want a hug.
You won't hug me anymore.
I'm sorry, little cutie.
Please come back to me little brother.
Come back from hiding.
