April 23, 2009
By Kristina Willard BRONZE, Bethel, Alaska
Kristina Willard BRONZE, Bethel, Alaska
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falling into the cracks again
of your frequent game
why is it suddenly placed on me
why am I to blame
I guess that I'm a follower
I heard you through the walls
but at least I know how to pick myself up
when everyone else falls
I may not be as strong as you
or even as out spoken
yet I know when I cross the line
and when my heart is broken
I admit I'm not the best sister
but I believe we have a mirror
one day when you build up your courage
you should face your fear
everything that I've done right
is partly because of you
you both taught me what was right&wrong
even if you didn't always follow through
I guess in a way I'm thanking you
for making your mistakes
telling me to open my eyes
knowing I'd see the fakes
pulling the youngest out of her room
having her sleep in my bed
not because I was scared
but because I felt her dread
she was the one telling me
Kristi, please stop crying
it's okay just go to sleep
yet I knew she was lying
I really hope I'm a good example
although I don't know what that means
I want her to know I love her and
that she can reach her dreams
although it might be scary
you'll have to let us learn
and when the time comes to pass us by
we'll have to take our turn

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on Jul. 3 2009 at 1:59 am
xXxFallingTearsxXx GOLD, Cottonwood, Idaho
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I really like this poem! great job and keep writing:) i'd love it if you could check out some of mine too. thanks!

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