From little bro with love

I'm writing this *****,
Without hope or agenda,
Knowing fully well,
It's no relationship mender,

Just to remind you,
There are people who care,
They care about you,
And your welfare.

That sounds like a line,
From a social worker's mouth,
Those up here,
And those in the south.

They put us in meetings,
With conclusions to make,
Most used word : Optimistic,
But our smiles are fake.

Of course you still don't believe,
That we are at all bothered,
About where you are now,
And by who you're being slobbered.

Those who pay attention,
Will already know,
The answer to the latter,
Has become our foe.

He knows what you want,
Or so you think,
Little do you know,
His brain is on the blink.

You know damn well,
That the accusations made,
Are ludicrous lies,
And the blame is ricocheted.

The sweet young girl,
That we know and love,
Would never do this,
She would give him a shove.

You had a great education,
Better than most,
And handfuls of friends,
But you weren't one to boast.