We all needed somebody to guide us,
point out our mistakes.
It's a hard thing to do,
since many can't bear to hurt other people's feelings.

But for those who does,
remember to thank the person,
and don't take it too personally.
Even though you might hate the person,
you know you needed it.
And be thankful for it.

I admire my brothers,
but at the same time,
hate their nagging, and endless reminders.
From the outside, I might be angry,
but inside, I know it's all for my own good.
They are prepared to be hated by me,
they told me they won't care if they would be hated.
But I do care. And I would never hate them.
Because a brother, is always a brother.
A family, is forever a family.