Wolf in sheep's clothing

I wrote this for my brother on his wedding day. He has not read this of course because we have not been on talking terms thanks to his wife.

Little one what have you become?
What has she turned you into?
You were never this way,
Does she really have to stay?

She's torn down everything you believed in,
She's been your downfall, she's your sin,
She's the wolf in sheep’s clothing,
She'll tear you apart without you knowing

You were never a liar, you were never a thief,
You never once gave them grief,
But look at you now what has she turned you into,
Turn back it's not too late, before the witch seals your fate

You made Daddy cry with your lie above lie,
While she stands on the side lines and smiles,
Her evil laugh rings through the night,
Like an eagle you have to take to flight.

Author's Note

A crazy poem when I was in a crazy mood... more like angry mood. This is me... I write when I'm upset, sad, happy, indifferent. Writing is the only way I know how to express myself.