sitting on the window sill
watching as you lay
trying to be strong for all of us
my sister
leaving the room
because she could not handle the undeniable truth
that  sometime soon
you will be gone
because you do not want the help being offered
because you do not want to watch us all
"being there for you"
when really we're there
for us
so we can right our wrongs.
but i have no wrongs with you,
so i sit
and listen as everyone
tells me how strong i am
to watch my grandfather die
and not shed a single tear.