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The Fall of A Role Model
I've never been real close to him- Or showed much respect,
But I've watched him and learned- And tried to do what he did.
I gazed from a distance- I watched and I listened,
He set the standard for me- I tried my hardest not to miss it.
He never knew I was watching- And trying to be like him,
Because I strived to be better- And sometimes I'd fight him.
He was my role model- For as long as I can recall,
To accomplish what he accomplished- The hardest task of all.
But now it seems- I'm watching my big brother fall.
This part I don't envy- I don't like it at all.
I've told him once or twice- I don't agree with this new life,
He said that he knows- And he said that he'd try.
But I don't see it- And I'm starting to ask myself why,
The person I strived to be like- Does nothing but get high?
I'm hoping that he'll realize- Because I can see it in his eyes,
He's living a lie- This life is a diguise.
This can't be the real him- Beause it's not what I am,
And all I've ever done- Was try to be him.
It's hard for me to face- The fact that I'm starting to hate,
I just hope he relizes it- Before it's too late.
Michael C. Lucas
