'Leave him alone! He doesn't know any better!'

Oh, you might hate this, but I can't help it. I look at you and think about fairies and elves and butterflies. I want to make sure you are being taken care of and loved correctly. Well, you talk tough, but I've seen you, watched you sink into yourself. And I want to be your big brother, shout at whover's yelling at you (even if it's me) and say, "Leave him alone! He doesn't know any better!" I'm sorry I'm a bitch to you sometimes. Really. I'm glad you have people who loves you.