Hey little sister (first love?)
is life too hard somehow? I just
saw you yesterday, and I thought
you loved the sunshine, not the
hospital lights. . . maybe even
my laugh over heart monitors --

You and me, we're like family
(I hope you know that) or maybe
even stronger. . .so how did I miss
the depression in your eyes? the pills
dropping through your fingers?
I wish I could be the one to
make you smile; I know how

hard is always was for you