Please feel free to tip and leave honest opinions on my verse I wrote for my  little brother. Would really appreciate it so much!

We never knew how to love. But how could we?
Any time it was push or shove we hurt each other. It's so silly.
Our tempers flared. The strangers stared.
And we tore each other like we never cared.
And our dad watched until he grew hot.
Told us to quit, but we thought now.
And it's so funny because deep down
We both cared when no ones around.
So when in public, and we start feuding,
I can't help to laugh. It's so amusing.
But little bro, I'm so sorry.
Seeing how it is now, it's starting to scar me
Because our dad died before we could end
These arguments and make our amends.
Then we moved in with our sister Kim.
Dysfunctional because we missed.
Them counselor people, man, every Thursday,
We agreed on the fact it was our worst day.
Because every week it was the same shit.
"Do you miss your dad", like it didn't stick.
What the fuck! Anyway.
Where were we? OH, let me say
That Paul man we were just kids.
We just did what kids did.
I hope these words that I am landing
Let you know that I'm tired of standing in smoke.