i don't know what to do with my brother anymore

my little brother was an innocent child back then, he was so cute. whenever my sister and i had some visitors, he'll be there to talk and entertain them. of course, from childhood, adolescence is the next step. when he hit puberty, he's not open anymore, he hid himself away from us. he started to do reckless things, he finds focusing hard, his temper is so so short, he get to yelled at me everytime. my mother won't lose that chance to scold him everyday, my stepmom and sister hated that attitude of his. we're poor, my parents can't give him a phone, even me. but i got to managed my f.o.m.o. but my brother hated it, he feels like he's locked up in a cage and don't have any freedom. you know what teens do when they can't get to social media or even play online games. i wanted to entertain him but he refused and kept on throwing me dead stares, all of us. and when my parents got him what he wants, he abused it. he spends all night thru his phone, uses it even it's charging, forgetting to eat, and not doing his homework. i forgot to mention, my little brother was no intelligent person, he has learning disability. at his age (fourteen), he finds it hard to read and comprehend english and our mother tongue. we taught him many many times but his brain is slow to process. my mom hated it, he always scold my little brother for being stupid. so he distracts himself from jumping from one relationship to another where he got to learn l3wd things he's talking to every girls he chats. i hope nothing will go further. I don't want his future to be ruined by some reckless things he did for distraction of his problems in real life. he chooses to find love and attention to other people, the love that we can't give to him, the attention we can't give to him. i did not bother to talk to him heart to heart because i know he wouldn't listen. our family kinds of misses out deep communication about our feelings. and that's the toxicity revolving around us, pretending we knew each other but we don't. i pity my brother, he's too young, he should be enjoying his life. I don't want him to stress over what people say about him negatively. what droves me to write here because I'm so mad at my parents. the other day, it was my brother's distribution of cards. my mom asked me to go because she works to do. so i went his classroom finding out he has four failing subjects and his general average too. i did not have time to talk to his teachers because I'm late for my classes. i reported it to mother and she was so mad at my brother, he confiscated his phone and say things that includes 'stupid'. he even posted my brother's card to the refrigerator. why did she have to do that? isn't it annoying? i put down the card and slid it into my pocket. i want to talk to him, she knew that my brother have slow process in learning, she knew that my brother finds it difficult to cope with the lessons ever since day one, i hate her.

i want to know what's running on his mind.

back then, when my mom saw my cuts in my wrist she called me crazy just like my brother, i did not worry about me, I'm worried about my brother. did he attempt to cut his wrist too?! did it bleed? did he cut deep? i looked at his wrist and luckily it's just scratches. I hope he won't cut himself anymore. i want to hear him letting himself out to me so I'll know how would i help. I'm concerned about him because i love him. i hope he get to realize everything and be able to ask for help, it's okay if it's not me who he asked for, as long as there is someone who is able to hear his whereabouts.