I did my best.

Dear Brother, I did my best. I drew within the lines. Never took anything that wasn't mine. Always did as you asked. Pled for you to stop. But you never did. Now I see it from a different point of view. I'll never be enough for you. I know that, I've tried it all, I cannot please you. Now, I'm painting my own canvas, lines intersect, colors bleed together. I'm doing better than ever.