I look out for him,

As he did once for me,

We are suppose to be a loving family,

Raised on one main value you see,

Loyalty is true to the end in action displayed,

I supported my friend, my comrade to me,

I watched out every day for him,

Now the favor returned is slim,

I did whatever I can and could, 

I did what every loving brother would,

He used me like a puppeteer,

I danced and played to his tune,

Now all Im left with is this deep wound,

I fight my inner self,

trying to put that anger up on the shelf, 

Anger, Betrayal is all I now see,

All thats left is vengance for me,