Maturity?

"God you're so fuckin' immature! Grow up and go to college already!"

Sorry, I don't lose my cool like you do when annoyed. Ever think, even if I'm the goofy one. Maybe I'm the mature one..? Such trivial things aren't as important as getting shit done.

I only ask you to better yourself because I already know all the mistakes I make, but you can't take me seriously enough because you're so in your own little world you don't realize that I'm just trying to help you. I know what you think. "Oh my older brother is so immature and annoying." There's a perfectly good reason. You obviously don't know me. And have never taken the time to even try. All you do is become annoyed by me. No respect for me because you suck at appreciating whatever is in front of you.

I'm sorry you don't get it, but don't go yelling about maturity when I just want you to do me a simple task. If you were just a bit more compassionate there wouldn't be any problems.

I'm obviously selfish, but is it too hard to ask for you to understand? I'm trying to give you respect, but I get none back? You yell at our mom, you yell at our dad whenever you get frustrated. You literally have no patience and it will prevent you from understanding anything about me. Sorry, but you still don't deserve the title of older sibling. Just because you're some how more mature. Just as mature as you claim, when you get mad over the tiniest thing. Dad trying to wake you up, Mom asking you a simple question which threatens you, I asking for a simple thing and you turning into the Hulk.

Call yourself mature all you want, but it's not true at all. Stop taking yourself so seriously, seriously.