My sister,
You are a hero of youth,
of girls,
you are awful sometimes,
but I never blame you for it,
I have seen you from your young age,
how beautiful you are becoming,
and how good you are at avoiding your problems,
I can see them always hovering at your head,
and you use your stethoscope eyes to see past them,
what a talent few posses,
but don't be afraid to talk to them,
to look them in the eyes and tell them
I am more than what you tried to make me,
Don't allow them to haunt you,
don't let them use you for their wicked ways,
your light is too bright to allow that,
you think you are no good sometimes,
that you aren't good,
but everybody can be good,
even people who have been in pain for a long time,
use that pain as motivation,
it is special,
it makes you have a connection with things and people,
I don't have that ability,
and I can't imagine how hard the sacrifice would be,
you are more than just a twerp,
you are a sister and a friend,
and when you laugh,
and you say we are not friends,
I know you feel the same