Ahhh yet another sweet piece of my teen years! Another simple piece of poetry I'd written as a teen.

He was always around, 
Since the day I was born, 
Yet I never really met him, 
Till the first day I saw him. 
He was only a young boy, 
Searching to find his dreams, 
Still he was always around, 
He always cared for me. 
He was my brother, 
My father figure, 
Taking me everywhere he'd go, 
He was always there for me. 
He never left me alone, 
Even in his darkest moments, 
He always there for me.