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.