Running was our thing My connection to you Now I have to share with her She who always is trying to best me And is ruining the fun And relaxation That comes from so many of my favorite things
Reading was our thing Something I could relate to
Our shared sense of humor Is now being forced into stupidness Because I have to share with her
We didn't have much in common But the few things we did are gone Because of her
My friends that are closer to my age I'm gone one time because of a conflict Now they're not my friends at all
They say I'm a role model She looks up to me She doesn't She just sees it As a competition
I try to be patient But I can't People say we are so similar But we are nothing alike
She is loud and commanding She wants attention And has different sides to her That no one else sees Because she is so fake around others
People are disappointed in me When I dislcude her But when she does that to others No one cares Or is disapojnted in her
Because she isn't supposed to be mature And I'm supposed to be setting the example
Blah. A small rant about a sister who constantly frustrates me.