Sister.
Sister dear,
I don't love you.
I don't think I ever have.
Maybe the first time I saw you,
But the second all attention went on you,
I was gone.
I know our parents love you more,
Give you more,
Care for you more.
They say they have their reasons...
Well I havent heard one.
You alway were put first,
Never once I got put in first.
I do have to say,
That when I see that,
I do cry alittle,
But then no one cares...
So Whats the purpose?
I wish you were gone,
Sometimes I came close to making you gone,
But then our parents would hate me even more.
Mom and Dad always say they love you,
I barely hear that anymore,
When I do, I figure it's all a lie,
Cause that one day,
That one day they told me, that I have broken their hearts.
That was all it took for me to say,
I HATE YOU!
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