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!