My biggest fear is that you'll be like me.

You'll turn to bad habits in order to feel free.

It would be my fault.

But you don't understand.

I grew up to different parents then the ones you got,

not that yours are much better.

Oh sister, how I wish I could just whisk you away,

take you somewhere full of bliss,

only happiness will show on your face.

I hope you know I love you,

more than I love myself.

I love all you brats,

enough to stay here for you.

You're my fighter, my anchor to this wretched world,

without you little sister,

I would be long gone.

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